Crabs
It is true. I have crabs. Blue Crabs. Stone Crabs. Some are as small as a lentil seed. And the ones I found this weekend, hunkered down in my diploid oyster baskets were 5inches or more when they were flailing their claws at me. They managed to eat enough of my oysters to grow to that enormous size inside the basket. They bullied out all the other crabs so they could have it all to themselves. One crab per basket. So what kind of life is that for a crab? They have a bounty of food - until they consume it all. They are protected from crab eating predators. They are alone. No mating if they've pushed all the other crabs out. And how do they survive the 24 hours the baskets are lifted to de-foul every week? As I opened each basket and dumped the contents into a bin, the crab would scurry to a corner, claws spread wide ready to attack. I would flip it into the water after giving it a severe warning to stay out of my oysters and watch it scurry away --