Tom Crean and puppies on the Endurance, 1915

“Crean had started to take the pups out for runs, and it was very amusing to see them with their rolling canter just managing to keep abreast by the sledge and occasionally cocking an eye with an appealing look in the hope of being taken aboard for a ride. As an addition to their foster-father, Crean, the pups had adopted Amundsen.”

— Ernest Shackleton, South

“They tyrannise him most unmercifully. It is a common sight to see him, the biggest dog in the pack, sitting out in the cold with an air of philosophic resignation, while a corpulent pup occupies the entrance to his igloo. At ‘Hoosh Time’ Crean has to stand by Am’s food otherwise these villainous young scoundrels will eat the big dog’s whack, while he stands back to give them fair play…”

— Frank Worsley

“The intruder was generally the pup Nelson, who just showed his forepaws and face, and one was fairly sure to find Nelly, Roger, and Toby coiled up comfortably behind him. Sometimes their consciences would smite them and they would drag round a seal’s head, half a penguin, or a large lump of frozen meat or blubber to Amundsen’s kennel for rent.”

— Ernest Shackleton, South

“It is a fine sight to see the big dog play with them, seizing them by the throat, beck or ‘whatnot’ in what looks like a fierce fashion while really quite gentle with them, & all the time teaching them how to hold their own & putting them up to all ‘the tricks of the trade.'”

— Frank Worsley