Crazy dog

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After another long day in the truck and laborious border crossing we arrived at the first transit campsite en-route to Livingstone. This site was covered in lovely grass making a change from the usual dustbowls we stay in.
The only notable moment of our stay here was the whole group playing with the totally crazy resident Jack Russell. This dog would fly headlong at anything he fancied chewing, like a snarling, tooth filled missile.

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