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2 coast guard helicopters and 4 boats were redirected for 6 hours looking for him.

What the coast guard didn't know is that Sea Beast hated boats (probably because his maiden voyage involved his new owners bathing in his predecessor's blood). He hated guns. He had almost been lost at sea twice before when my dad would do boat shooting.

My sister and my dad had a falling out over this in Key West. The dog panicked, jumped off the boat, and swam the fuck away. Almost drowned before they got unmoored and recovered him. That was the last trip my sister went on a trip with my dad.

I wasn't there when Beast killed himself to get away from my dad's bullshit but I didn't have any doubt in my mind what had happened when he called to say he had a new puppy.

Named Bolt! Like the Travolta movie!

That was the last time I told my dad he was dead to me. First time I meant it too.