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I've told this before but.
Once while camping alone with my dog, we had a long event less day of hiking, fell asleep soundly for a while until around 4am.
My dog laid on top of me, and lowly growled waking me up. I calmed her down thinking she just had a bad dream or something, but then something rustled near our tent.
I peaked out of the side window of the tent and, in the faint full moon light I saw a black blob, not the size of a bear but more like a hog. I have never been near one but I have heard horror stories about hogs
Only thing I could do was lay down and keep my dog calm so she wouldn't bark, I've heard if you startle a hog it's more likely to charge than run away. We must have laid there for half an hour or so when I finally felt sure enough the hog had moved along.
I spent about 3 minutes quietly unzipping the door one tooth at a time, once it was fully open I picked up my dog and booked it to the truck, tossed her into the passenger side, ran to the driver's side and slammed myself in.
Turned on the truck and headlights and there they were. About 4-5 hogs at the edge of the brush staring back at me, the sudden light made them all book out out of there. We slept in the truck until sun up, struck the camp site and went home.
I've thought about camping with my great pyrenees mix before, but he'd immediately bark as loud as he could at those hogs, and would cause a stampede. I'll just not camp.