Crabbing in the Northwest

One of the nicest things to do here in the Northwest is to go crabbing on a cold autumn day. 

We could drop pots at the pier on a quiet day, and wait for the crabs to feed on our bait, and then we catch them. 

 Me and grandma, waiting in the cold for the crabs.

 Rummy still finds crabbing a real treat, as he has only been crabbing with us for less than 6 months, since crabbing season started late this year. I've been doing this for a few years since moving here, so this is really not a big deal for me.

 Rummy is VERY happy to go crabbing. Can you tell?

 Rummy loves to give kisses, especially to people who are at his face level. He gives kisses for no particular reason, he's just a very loving dog.

 Rummy watches over Rob as he makes adaptations to one of the newer crab pots.

 Rummy

 Kimi (left) and Rummy

 I turn 5 this month at Thanksgiving, and though I'm starting to age a bit, I'm still healthy and young looking. My teeth are shiny, white and clean, and the vet at my recent vet check said she couldn't believe I was 5 and had such good teeth. She asked if Mum brushed my teeth, and all she replied was "no, we feed raw."

 Rummy

 When Rob goes to check on the other pots periodically, we follow him, and help keep the crabs in line. We are good watch dogs, if they try to escape from the pails, we bark, and alert the humans that they're trying to escape. The humans come running, and put the crabs back into the pails, we get lots of praise.

 When we do have smaller crabs which are not legal yet to keep, they are set free. Sometimes, Mum lets us play with a few of them.

 Kimi (left) and Rummy (right) intrigued with the crab and playing with it.

 In between checking the crab pots, we just hang out and wait on the pier.

 Rummy (far background) and Kimi (foreground)

 Rummy Cub

 The boys wait patiently for grandma to give treats.

Rummy Cub on the doggie couch

Hugs,

Kimi and Rummy