I crawled up under a log in the Little Natches during a Muzzleloader Elk hunt one time and fell asleep. I woke up with the cap removed from the nipple and a stick shoved through my trigger guard. I was so embarrassed that I didn't say a word to any of the other guys. That night around the fire, everyone started laughing and they broke it to me it was them.
I still sleep better under a tree than I do in a tent at night.