Camels aren’t treated particularly well by the nomads. They have rope pushed through their nostrils to lead them and to force them to sit down or stand up. Our camels were hobbled to stop them going far when we were resting and had their legs tied up bent to stop them standing when we were camped. They got hungry enough to eat their own dung.
When one of our guides (the salesman) walked too close behind one as it was climbing a dune, the spooked camel lashed out with its foot, just missing the guide. “Camels don’t like people,” he told me. I wonder why…