One more cute anecdote to figs first camping trip. She hated the sleeping bag. She didn’t want it anywhere near her and since she wanted to sleep with me, what wasn’t allowed to be on me either. Except I was in a tank top and cold. So I would wait until she was asleep and then pull the sleeping bag over my shoulders….and then she would wake up crying and insist the sleeping bag go back to its proper place in hell. We need more tent sleeping practice before we go backpcking!!!!