I jumped awake in the wee hours of the morning.  It took a moment to recognize the racket that startled me.  A wild burro standing what seemed like just feet from my window had let out a heart-felt hee-haw including the signature gasping.  I never saw him but heard his footsteps as he wandered on his way.  As further proof that it was not a dream, this morning we find two fresh piles; one just two sites from us.  The burros had been in and near camp last time we stayed here so we have been watching for them every evening since we arrived.  While his entrance last night was startling, it was kind of nice that at least one made a showing in camp.