While taking my dog on her final potty break of the night, we found this little sand crab, so far from home (well, a few blocks, but to a sand crab, it’s a mighty long way).
He (or she) was probably a stowaway on a neighbor’s fishing boat.
Thinking quickly, I grabbed an empty Tidy Cat container and scooped him up (no pun intended).
I was going to return him to the shore in the morning, but couldn’t handle the *scratching noise* coming from the tub (real or perceived, we’ll never know).
So I loaded him up in the truck, and just dropped him off at the jetty. We said our farewells and I think he gave me a wink before his sideways journey onward. (I swear I’m totally sober.)
Lucky sand crab now has his pick of beach sand, jetty rocks or warm salt water.
My heart is happy!