Dogs voor de liefhebbers

Wild dogs????
They hunt you down. Your heart will be pounding like a hammer. Once your on the ground the will start at your willy, if you are a man.
If you are a female you have a kind of head start towards your end.They dig themselves into the body. Aim for the entrails first. While you are screaming in agony and try to fight them off the leader digs himself deeper into your body. The pack is trampling over you. Biting arms legs face where ever they can but mostly aim for the skin of your tummy. When open they can go of with your guts. When they finally reach your heart or lungs: than you die. But not in Khartoum. Those are stray dogs.
Streetwise. Well at least a few of them. The leader is watching the traffic.
Before crossing, you see his head going from one side to the other.
Not as stupid as the home dogs, running after a tennis bal without realizing that cars are harder than dogs. When safe the pack will cross the street.
They are neither fat nor skinny. They look healthy and behave sociable.
This sociable thing can lead to sleepless nights. When one of the pack wasn’t streetwise enough and smacked into the bumper of a car the pack will help him to the side of street.
When it dies, sometimes they will howl all night. The next days you can smell the carcass 100 feet away. .