I could n't do much more than kick at him since the pole was needed to keep the shelter upright . Obviously well rested , I woke at 5 am to high clouds . Yesterday 's lazy habits were behind me however , so I left camp at first light hoping I 'd have tent free of mouse bites to return to .

Question: What were they kicking at ?
Answer: A raccoon .None of the above choices .A rat .A mouse .