Yesterday, we had an encounter with a crab. It was at the side of the street near the marina. It is crab season, and Sunday was the Mastic Beach Blue-Claw Crab Festival (and yes, they really do have blue claws), so meeting a crab is not so unusual.
It was a little like a repeat of Bella and the Killer Cucumber, but she was braver this time and more interested, if a little wary, than scared. She jumped back when she first saw it. Then slowly, slowly approached, very low to the ground. Then jumped back again... and crept forwards again. I was proud of her for being so brave!
(The crab was already cooked and empty. It posed no real threat.)
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