Call Of The Wild Page #2

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Sure.

Thanks, Grandpa.

This is Call of the Wild

by Jack London.

One of my favorite books

when I was just a little bit

older than you.

But kids these days,

well...

This isn't about bunny rabbits

or fairies or something is it?

It's about a dog.

"Buck did not read

the newspapers

or he would have known

that trouble was brewing..."

Who's Buck?

Buck is a dog.

The writing gets kind of fancy,

do you mind if I paraphrase now and again?

- Paraphrase?

- Mm-hm.

Put it into my own words.

- OK.

- All right.

"You see, it was 1897

and gold was discovered

in the Yukon."

- That's in Canada.

- Right.

"Now, down in sunny California

there was a dog named Buck

who lived on a huge estate.

Buck was four years old.

Part St. Bernard and

part Scotch Shepherd.

He was large and very smart,

and he lived like a king.

On the property worked a

gardener who had a dark heart.

When he learned that there was

a good market for strong dogs,

he took Buck to meet a strange

man down the road one night.

Money changed hands

and the gardener handed

the leash to the other man.

Buck could not know that when

this second man led him away

he would never see

his home again."

How about we continue

this tomorrow night?

I'm not sleepy yet.

Keep reading.

Ryan!

Buttercup!

Butter... Buttercup!

Ry.

What are you doing?

He's feeling better.

How long have you

been out here?

Just since the sun came up.

He thinks he's a dog.

He wants to be friends.

- Can I keep him?

- Ry, that is a wild animal.

Not anymore.

I gave him a name.

Really?

Buck.

I want you to understand that,

even if he fully recovers,

he's still a wild animal.

He can't live in a townhouse.

Listen...

I have to do some

errands in town.

What do you say we go

and get some ice cream?

Can we get some food

for Buck, too?

Sure.

Let's go.

Hi, Mr. Hale.

Hi, Marla.

How you doing today?

I'm doing good.

How are you doing?

Doing great.

Thank you.

Good.

How would you like

your own ear-flap hat?

Are you kidding?

I would be laughed

out of school.

Hey, do you have any wolf food?

Wolf food?

Oh, you mean like wolf chow?

No, I'm afraid we don't.

Then what's the best dog food

that you have?

I haven't tasted any myself, but

the most expensive kind we have

is the Happy Dog Banquet Feast.

It's those cans over there.

Ry, I think dry food

is good enough for Buck.

Mom and dad said

I could buy what I want

and I want Buck to have

the best food.

Put this on my tab,

will you Marla?

Sure thing, Mr. Hale.

Oh! I have something

else for you.

It's for Marcy.

Actually, it's for you.

It's that old sweater you

used to wear all the time.

Your wife asked me

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