The Biker's Rules
He hits the water with a splash and paddles furiously to shore.
I laugh despite myself as he shakes off, spraying everyone within range.
“Wuf,” he yaps proudly.
“Good boy,” Alejandro praises, and Jinx practically glows.
The growl of an engine cuts through the moment. A black Jeep barrels down the beach, three silhouettes inside.
Jinx tears towards it, scattering seagulls into the air amid indignant shrieks, scolding the little dog. He gets distracted and continues on a new mission following a crab.