There I was crunched up like a tumbleweed in the corner. Staring in what was like a blackhole. I hear something big and scary and don't know what's coming. Step by step it walked towards me. I grab my flashlight and shine it on the monster there it was, a fluffy fury fancy dog. BOOM! A crash of lighting in the background. “You must be lost,” I said to the dog. It's a stormy night while I was camping with no one around and a terrible storm was ahead. So I invited the dog into my tent and gave him some food and a towel to dry off. There we were, all hope lost, no service, no real shelter around, nothing for us to be protected by. So there we were crunched up in the corner trying to keep warm.