A squirrel chewed a hole in the mesh of a nearly new tent to get at a loaf of bread I foolishly left in my tent while off touring the Vanderbilt mansion in Hyde Park, NY. Fortunately, it wasn't that expensive a tent and one I was not likely to ever use much, if ever again. I bought it in an emergency riding home after crossing the country after the zipper of my original tent crapped out and I was nearly drained of blood by Maine mosquitoes. As luck would have it, my route had me passing through Freeport the day after the zipper broke.