Your tent may be devoured!
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One morning I woke up by a nibbling sound. I looked out and hundreds of sheep were outside. Some of them were checking out if tent lines, bags and rope were any good.
I had to chase them away and got some help from the Tajik shephards which arrived some minutes later.
Photo from my BC, where I was alone.