highlight of my day

In trying to track down a dog-musher for a story I'm writing, I spoke with a musher's mother -- an elder in Inuvik -- who had raised a love of dogs in her kids.

She told me a quick little tale about the care she made sure she passed on to her son when he was 6 or 7, which I must share here because I've got nowhere else to.

"When they feed these dogs I made sure if you are going to feed them frozen fish, you cut it up in and give them a piece of whale blubber with it. I said, you like to eat your bread without butter?"