After a long drive across the increasingly arid Eastern Morocco and greeting our favorite desert Berber, Mohammad, our Morocco Experience Gastronomads, Amira and I drove out to the edge of the orange sand dunes of the Sahara and got ready to mount camels for a ride to our camp.
A boy came running across the flat open stretch before the dune and appeared to be holding a cat by the neck. Is it dead? Does he want to sell us a dead cat?
When the boy got closer, we saw that the cat was actually a Saraha-dwelling desert fox called a fennec fox. And it was alive.
We turned down the fox, but paid him 5 dirhams for a picture.