Everywhere we go malnourished, rather mangy looking dogs seem to appear. The poor things are never going to win any awards at Crufts, but you know us soft touches, we just can’t be nasty to them. The locals seem to have no trouble deterring them but with our English politeness and tasty looking ankle bones, we are proving magnetic to them. We’ve come up with a generic nickname for them all, ‘Nippy’, after a near miss or two staying at the Govt guest house. One very goofy dog even managed to infiltrate our bedroom and the only way we could get him out was to use me as bait! Now pretty glad we got those rabies shots after all.
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