White Lightning

After learning how to swim it was really difficult to get Moonshine out of the water, whenever she could the young puppy was in the ocean. She spent her endless energy with hours just chasing the waves. Moon didn’t mind the taste of saltwater, and occasionally she’d find an interesting shell or edible ocean creature. Her tail wagged excitedly at her little rump continually even though she was wetter than a drowned rat.

Moon’s long fur flopped against her body with none of the usual natural softness it had when dry, because of this her tiny body was even more evident. The young girl didn’t have a care in the world. The ocean was warm, the waves were gentle, and she was having the time of her life. Ears flopping and huge grin playing on her pale lips.