Try as we might--we could not finish the large half taco half combination pizza so we boxed up the rest and dragged it back with us to the campsite.
We set the pizza box on top of the cooler, then sat around the fire cooking marshmallows to a slow grisly smore death.
Suddenly, we heard a skitter and a clunk.
"Hey! A raccoon is stealin' our pizza!" MiniWarrior bellowed.
MiniWarrior ran after them.
Lord V hung on to his dog.
And I ran for my camera.
