White Fang by Jack London

I grabbed this book as I was about to go out of town with nothing to read.  My father had read Jack London and I tend to like wilderness adventure tales, so that’s all it took.  If  Mr. London does not have you hooked in the first 3 chapters, I’d be surprised~ I. The Trail of Meat; II. The She-Wolf; III. The Hunger Cry. Two men, and six dogs, sledding across the Arctic, transporting a corpse in a coffin, when daylight comes and goes in a brief 6 hours. Oh, and they only have 3 cartridges for the rifles.  A lot can go wrong quickly~

London then gently transitions into part anthropomorphic narrator and finds a way to bring us into the world of Kiche the she-wolf whom the native Indians had once tamed.  She bears White Fang,  her only offspring to survive that spring’s litter, and he takes us along on first hunts, first terrors, and many encounters with humans, or “man-gods” as London calls them.

You won’t look at your own sweet pup in the same way~

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