After the incident with the magically shrinking air mattress I used a hiking pad, a few extra pillows and a pile of really soft comforters to make a new nest to temporarily occupy until I had a real bed back at camp. All went well until about 1 AM when our dog Max kept trying to sit on me or push me off my nest. I got up to let him out to tinkle and he just stared at me. This repeated about 3 times until he wandered off. I woke the next morning to brother.
Ryan: Give the dog back his pile of used bedding, I just washed them and he likes the smell of Downy.
Such fleeting victories.