Duke's crab hunting season is well underway.

Every morning he's digging 'em out and then giving 

frantic chase down to the sea, leaping around to avoid 

their little pincers. They always escape.

But this morning he met his match.

This mama crab just stood there defiantly and Duke, 

completely bewildered, could only sit abashed while 

she ambled leisurely to the sea carrying her new batch 

of eggs on her underbelly. 

Powerful thing, motherhood.