Mallory Harrison was a fisherman living in Labrador, Canada. She grew up fishing with her father, a fisherman who loved the profession. Cliff and Alan were also brothers and fishermen.

Mallory, Cliff, and Alan boarded their trusty boat, The Northern Swan, and set out into the waves on a cold Saturday morning, excited to see what they would catch that day. They had been out for about half an hour when Mallory heard a strange sound in the distance. It sounded like a sad song.

She quickly jumped up and headed toward the sound. Then she saw it.

Mallory squinted and made out a strange, dark shape.

The iceberg moved with the waves, and a small, dark shape appeared and disappeared at the surface. It looked like a baby seal that had been in trouble.

He threw himself at the wheel and steered the boat straight for the iceberg.

The iceberg was now close, and the noise Mallory had heard earlier was getting louder. It was coming from the animal.

Mallory climbed to the top of the iceberg while Alan struggled to get there. But as soon as he saw the animal up close, he froze.

It was not a seal pup. Its dirty and damp fur grew as they approached. It was small and looked thin and tired.

“It’s a fox! It’s an arctic fox!” Mallory exclaimed, excited to see one in real life for the first time, as was Alan. Curiosity got the better of him, and he approached. The animal was in bad shape.

Slowly, Mallory got down on her hands and knees, stretched out her jacket, and scooped the sad-looking animal into her arms.

The fox was utterly still. It must have been exhausted from fighting to stay alive because it had no energy to fight back.

When Mallory and Alan climbed into the boat, the poor fox curled up in a ball in the corner. Mallory fed the fox some pet biscuits, which it ate immediately.

The three were amazed by the reclusive animal. The brothers laughed at how scared they had been by this just moments before.

When the crew returned to shore, Mallory made a bed for the fox out of sawdust and immediately called the local wildlife center. Wildlife workers arrived quickly, as arctic foxes are rare in the wild. They examined the fox and decided it must have been stranded for days. It was white and thick, but its fur was dirty and matted. It was exhausted and weak, but its vital signs were typical. Mallory was just happy that they had decided to help the fox. If they hadn’t, the fox would have floated further out to sea, where they wouldn’t have seen her. The fox had been rescued by humans before and didn’t want to leave them, so now he lives on an island where dogs were trained to pull sleds. Now he’s fully recovered and is as happy as ever.