My personal interest in these dogs, and nomad culture in general, began in my childhood in Afghanistan.
Growing up just outside of Kabul in the 1960's , I had the privilege of witnessing the arrival of the nomads (Koochees) every spring.
They came in small caravans of camels, donkeys, goats, sheep, sometimes cows, and of course, their wonderful Koochee dogs. The air thick with dust was also full of the sounds of sheep bleating, camel and goat bells ringing, and the colorful sight of goats and sheep painted or marked with vegetable dyes to identify them to their owners.
Nomad caravan with two young Koochee dogs
Above detail enlarged: two young puppies already on patrol
Each family would stay for a period of about a month or as long as the grass/water supply was good before moving on. After another period of about six weeks - enough time for the grass/water to regenerate - another tribe would arrive.
When the nomads arrived, they would set up their black felt tents and build a clay oven or stone fireplace for them to cook in/on.
Nomad-style oven
If a family experienced problems at the camp (i.e. bad water or grass) they would damage the oven or lay stones in a particular pattern over the stove as a warning for the next tribe when they arrived.