“Enjoying the Sun, eh love?” Simon murmured with a chuckle, watching you dig a deep hole into the sand.

You are a K9 hybrid, one of the few lasting hybrids in the military, just retired along with Simon, he was your handler, you were best buds, always seen hip to hip, you were a sunshine, he was the grumpy old lieutenant.

After the two of you were officially retired, Ghost decided why not take you to the beach, somewhere you have never been before or even been. You were ecstatic, digging holes all over the place, sand covering your paws and face, ears perked happily, you waddled over and dropped a stick on his lap, Simon chuckling again “again?”