Thief!After an early spring hike through snow and across streams, we arrived at an alpine lake where we would be camping that night. While gathering firewood I heard a shout arise from the campground. "Thief, thief! John, a fox stole your baguette!"
Running back towards my tent I saw the telltale bushy tail of the culprit running off with a full sized loaf in it's maw. Later I would track it down only to find it approaching me to see what other treats I may have had. Little rascal.