"You Found a WHAT?"

I exclaimed.

"A shark.  A baby shark...washed up on shore...right over here. Come and see it!"

Racing to see it, my mind was overflowing with thoughts:

If there's one there's another.

If it's a baby, it has parents...

and probably siblings!

Holy crap moose~poops!  Right where we swim.

Babies grow up.

Perhaps that's what happened to the "other eleven" who never returned!

It's mother must be worried sick...

and

ANGRY!

I looked closely. 

Then my mind filled with more thoughts:

Poor little thing.

Maybe the water was too cold for it. 

Maybe it got lost.

Mom must be worried sick!

It's all in how you look at things!