Anyway, this walking stick had stamps all the way down it of different animal footprints native to Michigan with them labeled. So, I took this thing everywhere with me, that summer. And we went camping at some point, and I’m walking to the bathroom, and I saw this huge paw print in a little sandy area by a tree. I’m looking at my walking stick, and I’m looking at the paw print, and it looks to me like a cougar because it was huge, first of all, but it also didn’t have nails, and — or like nail prints, I guess. Big cats have retractable nails, so you don’t always see them when you’re looking at their print. So, I rushed back to the campsite, and I tell everyone that will listen that I saw this amazing thing, and nobody believed me, and they told me either that cougars don’t live in Michigan or they’re really rare or something. So, I just — I actually didn’t really care that much, I kind of moved on. I think I probably felt a small bit of injustice, but nothing giant. And fast forward later into the week, my mom had been cooking us breakfast all week, and bacon was part of that menu, and she would throw the bacon grease out behind the campsite. So, on one of the last nights, the adults were sitting around the campfire, the kids, including myself, had already gone to bed. And allegedly, I heard this in the morning: they saw — or they must’ve heard something first, and then they looked up and saw the glint of eyes and were able to make out in the, I don’t know, campfire light, that it was a big cat. So, I think they just kept really still until it moved on. But the next morning, my mom told me about it and said they were pretty sure it was attracted to the bacon grease smell or the bacon grease. So, that was very vindicating. I feel like when you’re a kid and you — I mean, I did have an active imagination, so again, I didn’t fault anybody for not believing me. But when you’re a kid, it’s rare that when you are actually right, people find out.