As he spoke, Krypto shot off, then reappeared with half a tree, begging him to throw it. Clark closed his eyes for a moment. Bruce's smirk would have grown, he just knew it. Sighing, he opened his eyes, stood, and threw the tree, to Krpyto's ecstatic yelps.

Heee, the image of Clark throwing a tree for Krypto is just too hilarious. :D I always love the contrast between the dogs and how it echoes their owners...and I love a chilly windy beach so much, somehow. It seems the perfect setting.