|Your mother smells of elderberries!|
But I digress.
Anytime you peeked down at the Little Crab that Could he would cling to the tire and dramatically wave his one large claw in our general direction.
We retreated (to get the camera).
We live on a street that has water access and during crab hatching/mating season the closer you get to the water the more crabs and crab holes you see.
Unfortunately for this little guy he was pretty much the farthest away from water and the closest you can get to a German Shepard and a Rhodesian Ridgeback on our street.
After several threatening gestures he eventually scuttled away, probably thinking he won the human v. crab battle, still waving his big claw at every car and dog in sight while he headed out into an incredibly busy intersection.
I admire his spirit of invincibility. His raw courage and chutzpah.
I hope he fared better than my Ford Escape. Or that he met another confused, yet confident crab on the way and they realized that water was in the other direction.