My last can for a sign

It shoves the seventh can inside, stacking it up alongside the other six. The seagull lands on the gunwale, shaking sea salt off its wings. “On the far side of the ocean,” the pug murmurs, “there are seashells, right?” The seagull lets out a cry in reply. “Then…” The pug pauses for a beat, “are there cats over there too?” The wind carries the words away, and the seagull cannot make sense of them.#Dog #Pugs