BEHOLD THE HORRID GLORY OF CRAW-BOB THE LAWN CRAYFISH HE LIVES HE HUNGERS HE IS ABOUT THREE AND A HALF INCHES LONG THEY SAID I WAS MAD WHEN I SPOKE OF LAWN CRAYFISH BUT WHO IS LAUGHING NOW!?
(ahem)
Hound went out in a rainstorm and poked something, which poked her back, and this sequence ended in me balancing a phone and a flashlight. I took a gazillion photos, of which two came out.
Lawn Crayfish are a known phenomenon throughout the south and up through the Midwest to Ohio and Indiana and nobody knows they exist because nobody who knows thinks to mention it with the end result that a lot of people encounter one and start screaming hysterically because why is there a lobster in the flowerbed!?
He is named Craw-Bob and I have met one like him before and tried to get him out of a hole with a piece of salami on a string and he took the salami away from me but I couldn’t get a photo and basically I’m very happy.
