After a safari in Namibia years ago, I was being driven to the Windhoek airport for the flight back home. In the Land Cruiser were the safari company owner, her son and their two dogs, a Jack Russell and a black lab. What we didn't know was that the two dogs had gone down to the village and stolen some game meat that had been drying on a fence for some time. WOW! About halfway through the drive those dogs started to gas us out. Suddenly all of us were shouting and rolling down windows. It wasn't so much the smell as it was the burning eyes.
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