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The dogs cold, wet nose dove deep into the bitter sand. Her black muzzle was caked in small grey, white and black specks. Her eye frantically searched the ground, for her left eye was a glazed blue color, and permanately blind. Her paws tingled as they jammed deeper and deeper into the hole.
Drool lolled from her mouth, and she squealed in delight.
The dog was noticably a female. With a silky black body, and a brindle brown muzzle and paws. A tuxedo of white on her breast. She wore a green collar, with a border of cartoon dogs, and white bones.
And with that, she squirmed around the beach, digging holes in various places. Her eye, detected a white figure soaring through the clouds. It shrieked a very shrill call that pesterized Breezys ears, that hung 4 to 5 inches down against her head.
She turned up, mouth and muzzle covered in sand, and felt a rumble in her throat. The bird, maybe half her size or less, circled around a broken clam shell. It swooped down to the rocks, and pounced it's webbed claws onto the clam. Jerking the shell into it's beak and began to fly away.
Breezy felt another rumble in her throat, lunging in the direction of the feathered creature. She let out a loud bark, and snapped her teeth, although the bird was a mere ten feet up. "BAWRK! BAWRK!" she bellowed, watching the shell drop from it's orange colored beak and onto the pebbles with a clatter. The clam cracked into many peices covered in gray gunk. Breezy didn't know which snack to go after. The dead clam that held the pleasant aroma, or the bird, that was fresh, and much larger.She chose the gull, chasing it to the water, plunging into the ice cold waves, swimming crazily until the bird was out of sight. She gasped for breath, inhaling a gallon of water. She limply wasted to shore, and threw up on the beach. Wrenching up seaweed and salty water.