Mushing Memories

“Managing a dogsled, like so many other things in life, was not as easy as it looked. But I had learned how to howl. And the howling was reaffirming that I was alive, that I had a voice, and that I was connected to other living things and part of something greater than just me. They say dogs see in black and white, but hear better than people. I feel certain the team would appreciate my reminiscences of the Howling.”  —from Chapter 10, Tattoo