(I suspect Mowat would have gotten along very well with Terry Pratchett, if they had happened to meet.) Mowat is amusingly irreverent toward the hierarchy of the Wildlife Service, the supplies an unnamed Somebody (perhaps a Committee?) deemed sufficient for his expedition, and very nearly everything and everyone else he encounters. *Cough* which should tell you the government’s slant on the declining deer populations.Īhem. Never Cry Wolf is the account of one summer, after Mowat’s university years, which he spent in the Canadian wilderness (central Keewatin, which is hard to pinpoint on a map, but is somewhere around northern Manitoba, northern Ontario, or what was the southern end of the Northwest Territories and is now Nunavut Mowat was probably in the NWT portion), employed by the Dominion Wildlife Service to study wolves, or, more bluntly, to investigate “the carnage being wreaked upon the deer population by hordes of wolves” (p. And they are, at least in part, non-fiction. I’ve been tempted to write about Never Cry Wolf by Farley Mowat and call it science fiction, because Mowat’s books, I am informed, mix fact (science) with a generous dose of fiction (or at least exaggeration), but whatever else his tales-cum-memoirs are, they are entertaining reading.
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