April, now that she's becoming a big girl, was back at the palapa patio with us this morning. All of a sudden, Dianna says, "What the Hell is that thing?"
I'm picturing the creature from Alien or something. Thankfully what it was, was April chasing a large blue crab that had gotten into our patio garden area. He (or she) is about five or six inches across, just the carapace, not the legs or that wicked left claw.
Of course, I had left my camera upstairs in the house. I immediately ran off to fetch it, hoping the crab would still be there when I got back. It was and here's the result.
I played with it a little bit, grabbing it's massive claw and gently wiggling it until she decided to close it and gave me a slight pinch to one of my fingers. This was enough of an indicator of the power in that claw. If April had gotten nailed by it, I'm not at all sure she would have survived the encounter. Anyway, the crab hung around and posed nicely for a couple of photos.
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