My family recently moved back up to Alaska to a little 306-person village on the Bering Sea, just across the Bering Strait from Russia. There is a small clinic in the village, where my mom works. One day, a musher pulled by several sled dogs ran past the clinic entrance, just two feet in front of the stairs. A small black puppy was sitting at the foot of the steps. For who-know-what reason, one of the sled dogs bit the puppy in the stomach. The other dogs smelled the blood and went in for the kill, leaving a shredded, mauled puppy [View Full Entry]

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Having successfully escaped Kotzebue, we flew to Nome. I know this is going to shock you as much as it did me but the flight actually departed and arrived on time. I nearly fell out of my seat! They even had my bags, I was awe-struck...I figured my odds of winning the lottery were better. We received a warm greeting in Nome where the FAA sent over one of their technicians to meet us, give us directions, and assign us a government owned vehicle. He gave us a tour of the facilities and proceeded to give us the low-down on Nome. [View Full Entry]

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