Yes this really happened. I was Backpacking last week, when i turned in for the night i left my gear outside my tent with my knife strapped to the outside of my pack. At day light i woke up to this scratching noise, went outside and seen this little bastard just sitting on top of my pack. I stepped out and he ran off to his home. I diddnt think anything of it until i started packing up. He chewed a hole in my pack big enough for him to sneak in. The little terd ate half of my pb & j sandwich, and tore into my crackers. Thats not the worst of it, i did a check over everything to see what else he had done, the fart snacked on my knife handle.
Why? Maby the salt from my hands made it tasty?
