As news of the bizarre event spread, a group of neighbors rallied to help. They scoured the beach dunes, checked nearby rooftops, and flew drones over the cliffs near the ocean. Hours passed with no trace of the puppy. Then, just before sundown, a soft whimper was heard coming from a low cliffside ledge—hidden behind a jagged outcrop and shielded by a thick patch of sea grass.
What they found left them stunned. There, nestled in a large messy nest built from seaweed, driftwood, and old fishing rope, was the missing puppy. But it wasn’t alone.
The puppy was lying calmly among four fluffy seagull chicks, its golden fur glowing against the tangle of twigs and feathers. The seagull—the very one that had taken the dog—was perched nearby, watching protectively from a post. It made no aggressive move. If anything, it looked… maternal.