My fondest memory of MISP is when we pulled in to camp our last night of an extended trip. We had one package of hotdogs for a last meal before the trip home the next day. While they were cooking on the grill I went into the camper. When I went back out to check the weiners, the seagulls had taken all but 2. A gull had just left with one and I spooked it enough that it dropped its meal back on the grill. That left one hotdog each for the 3 of us. Oh, yeah, my wife ate the one with peck marks in it.
