When I got back from the Yukon, I felt such anger towards Marvin. He had duped me into assisting him steal native moose,…

Marvin and I were lying down in the snow, in the middle of a forest in the Yukon, watching a lone moose forage…

Marvin was sprawled out in bed enjoying a well-earned rest. He had been working relentlessly at the Paris Dog Show, washing, clipping and…