Moving On: Interesting Wildlife

Are we crazy? Are we totally insane? YES! 
We like it that way people.
What's the problem with two babies and two dogs and two grown ups and one tent?  A bunch of nothin', people. That's what!
We left our goodbye sleepover party and headed towards the Eastern Shore for one last goodbye.  J's dad and stepmom.  We spent the afternoon talking and playing, and watching a ginormous lightning storm roll in and look very dramatic. Were we daunted? NO!  Because we were at the beginning of the trip and our enthusiasm was in full force Peanuts! We can camp in a giant storm! Just watch us! Not wind nor sleet nor snow would stop us! 
And so it didn't try.  The storm passed and beautiful weather broke out in time for us to get to Chincoteague. A magical island where wild ponies roam and the weather is perfect.  Seriously. 
We got a spot right on the water, ate under a full moon, and snuggled up in our tent for a happy sleep. 
In the morning we saw that wild ponies weren't the only creatures unique to the island.  While making breakfast, a large hairy animal emerged and clomped over to the tree next to our campfire.  It yawned and made strange grunting noises.  It leaned up against the pine and rubbed against it, scratching its back.  It said, "G'marnin".  Yes it did.  It said, "G'marnin.  How long ya'all stayin? All week I guess?"
Good gosh it talks! Then I noticed that the creature wasn't totally naked, it had some boxer-shorts on.  Oh my holymoly, it must be part human!   And it was Peanuts, it really was!  It was a nice one, too.

We informed the Bear-Man that we were actually leaving after breakfast and he guffawed.  "Campin for jest one night?  That's a lot of work for one night isn't it?"  He had an excellent point.  But we were nomads, guys.  We were all like, psht.  This is how we do, man. 
And with that, we packed up camp.  We took a nice drive, we pet some wild ponies, and we hit the road.  After stopping for coffee, of course.  We're hybrid sorts ourselves.