Nothing quite prepares you for the shock of coming face-to-face with an unexpected intruder in the middle of the night—especially when that intruder is a skunk in your tent. As I lay there, barely breathing, I realized the little rascal was on a mission, searching for the contraband snacks I foolishly left behind. In this blog post, I recount the tense standoff and the lessons learned about camping with wildlife in the wilds of Texas.