Seriously, guys, I dreamed about ice and snow for at least 3 days after reading this book.

London does great things with a relatively simple cast (I would love to meet Malemute Kid, personally). Admittedly, I liked some of the short stories best. They had a grit and realism to them that Call of the Wild seemed to lack, at least from Buck's perspective. London's ability to drop a whole set of characters through ice or detail the icy death of a man incapable of building a fire with his frozen fingers was simple and stunning in its delivery.