"Don't touch," Mom said. "I think it's a dead seal." But Kyle lifted one more handful of seaweed. "It has an ear," he said. "It looks like a dog." "Poor dog," Mom said. "It must have drowned in the storm last night." Kyle pulled away more seaweed. He uncovered the dog's face. "Its eyelid moved! It's alive!" Kyle found Treasure on the beach, but does that mean that the dog belongs to him?