The narcotics dog, and old male Belgian Shepherd, was not that interested in working.
The explosives dog, who was a much younger male of the same breed, was much more enthusiastic about his duties.
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Final Day
My last day in Afghanistan was much like yesterday. I spent most of it in the horizontal position, either asleep or watching movies on my laptop. At 1300 we weighed our luggage. The limit per person was 20 kilograms. My bag weighed in at 21.35 kg, but it was accepted. At 1800 there was a briefing for the travellers and the security check of the luggage. A dog sniffed all bags for narcotic substances and another for explosives. Later I went for a beer in the German medics' mess "Sansi Bar". I withdrew to my quarters in transit tent 1 to finish watching a movie. At about midnight, when I went to have a shower in the Norwegian hygiene containers, the full moon was shining and the night was warm and quiet.
The narcotics dog, and old male Belgian Shepherd, was not that interested in working.
The explosives dog, who was a much younger male of the same breed, was much more enthusiastic about his duties.
The narcotics dog, and old male Belgian Shepherd, was not that interested in working.
The explosives dog, who was a much younger male of the same breed, was much more enthusiastic about his duties.
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