The world's bravest crawfish

Late last night, around 11:15, Joe was in his workshop doing something that involved playing music loudly. He felt something on his Croc, looked down and saw the biggest scorpion that he had ever seen. When his heart palpitations stopped he realized that it was NOT a scorpion, that it actually was one of our crawfish! The bizarre part of this to realize what that crawfish went through to get to Joe. This time the pool is located under our bedroom window, on flat ground. He had to climb up the sandbox lid that we use to cover half the pool, drop over the side of the lid and then walk diagonally across the yard 25 feet to get to the gate in the chain-link fence; I don't think that he would have been able to get through the fence unless he was one of the ones with smaller claws. The gate is always open so that wouldn't have been a problem. Then he had to walk down a steep hill (at least a 45 degree angle) regardless of where he got through the fence, walk across the vast concrete slab in front of the shop and then walk 20 ft through the shop to the middle were Joe was. Joe looked down to see the crawfish waving his claws at him as if to say "Take me back to the water!" The poor little guy was covered with dust, dirt and metal shavings so Joe carefully picked him up (I would have loved to be there to see that! Then again, if I was there Joe would have made me pick it up), carried him back up the hill and put him back into the pool with his friends. What an adventure he had to tell his friends (both Joe AND the crawfish)!!

This morning Giselle fed the crawfish some frozen peas/carrots/corn/green beans because that's what one of the websites that we investigated said that they like to eat. We'll find out later if these guys actually like it.