On December 9th, 2009 at 4:50 pm eastern time we said good bye to Sam, known here as “Crabdoggy”.

It came as such a shock, he was only seven.

I loved that dog so much words don’t do justice.  A month later my heart still aches.

I love you Sam, you will always be in my heart.

Biggest thing Crabdaddy do is go to town one day wit Jellyfish.

Jellyfish had to see this guy he knew who’s brother has a friend who knew dis guy who lived next door to dis old lady who”s husband’s brother has a horsey for sale that Jellyfish might want to buy if he ever get more than $2  to his name.

Anyway we sittin in the truck waitin on , hell Crabdaddy don’t really know, and all these chickens runnin around. Musta been a dozen or more. And that set Crabdaddy to thinkin.  Was the Good Lord goin for “form” or “function” when He made chickens?  Was the Good Lord in a good mood when He made em and He just made em look like they do for kicks and giggles or was He in a bad mood and he wanted to just get done.  Crabdaddy do not know.

And besides lookin dumb they are dumb.  This one chicken, he just runnin around like somethin chasin him.  Crabdaddy and Jellyfish just got to laughin at him runnin here and there.  I mean it not like he had to “be” somewhere or even “do” somethin when he got there. He just a dumb @ss chicken, but Crabdaddy and Jellyfish kinda liked the little guy.  Heck we even thought bout takin him home to play with Shezam.

Crabdaddy kinda wish we had taken him home……………. then maybe we wouldn’t have run over him when we left. Crabdaddy felt bad about dat.  Dumb @ss chicken.

Have a good weekend, Crabdaddy catch you down the road.

There wasn’t much food in the Crabshack so Crabdaddy & Jellyfish run down Friday afternoon and picked up 7 pizzas. We figured dat would get us through the weekend witout cookin.

Well Friday night Re-Re- and Ya-Ya come over and we all havin pizza and beer and we got to talkin and everything and the subject come up bout cookin stuff. And Jellyfish say he saw this TV show bout how to cook a pig in a fire pit. And he tells us how to build the pit and line it wit hot coals and rocks and stuff then you put in dat piggy, cover it wit some stuff and let it cook for bout 12 hours or so.

Well, we had enough beers to where this sound simple, so we figure we start early Saturday.

So Saturday mornin Jellyfish tell Re-Re and Ya-Ya what exactly to do to build the pit and start the fire while Crabdaddy and Jellyfish go get the pig ready at Jellyfish’s house.

Now here where our plan hit a snag. Jellyfish knew you can’t use river rocks in a fire pit. You really not supposed to use any rock dat has been under water cause it might blow up if it got any water inside it. So Jellyfish tell the boys to line the bottom of the pit wit coconuts instead. He figure coconuts will burn and the milk inside dem will give off steam to keep the piggy moist as it cookin. (Crabdaddy was not around when Jellyfish explain this to the boys you understand. If he had been Crabdaddy might have picked up on this flaw in the plan. )

So anyway, few hours later Crabdaddy and Jellyfish get back wit the piggy. The fire in the pit ready so we put the piggy in, cover him up, and the 4 of us sit back on the patio wit a cooler full of beer and high expectations of the meal we gonna have.

After about 4 hours, and a lotta beer, we see the ground kinda raise up a little and hear a kinda muffled sound, but we figure it normal. After all we ain’t never done this before.

We know now it was the first coconut blowing up. It would have been ok if they had gone off one at a time, but they didn’t.

The next sound we heard was about 30 or 40 coconuts blowin up at once.

It blew dat dang piggy outta the pit and up over the house somewhere. Crabdaddy never knew a coconut was so powerful. (Homeland Security may wanna look into this coconut threat potential.)

So we all run around the house in time to see Crabmommy steppin outa the truck just as piggy landin.

She looked at piggy then she looked at us, then she got back in the truck with out sayin a word and drive off.

I hope she come back soon, we runnin outta ideas and pizza.

Hope every both of you readers have a good weekend, Crabdaddy gonna try.

Crabdaddy & Crabdoggy see you sometime next week, Good Lord willin.

Well let me tell you somethin my little friend dat piggy took to walkin like nothin Crabdaddy ever seen. Iggy loved it. The three of us, Crabdaddy, Crabdoggy, & Iggy, go right out the gate and right down the hill. And we keep goin and goin and goin and Iggy lovin it but Crabdaddy worried cause he can’t stop Iggy cause the hill to steep and Iggy to strong. And Crabdoggy ain’t no help at all. He just keep barkin and runnin circles round Iggy and Crabdaddy. He havin a great time.

So finally we get down to the little store at the bottom of the hill. It about 2 maybe 3 kilometers from home. We all tired so we sit down to rest and Re-Re and Ya-Ya come out of the store.

Well we have a nice chat wit the boys and Crabdaddy figure we all rested so it time to head back. Problem is Iggy ain’t movin. He just sittin and he ain’t gettin up, and he sure as hell ain’t walkin “up” the hill.

So Crabdaddy tell the boys to watch Iggy while he & Crabdoggy go back and get the truck.

Takes bout an hour and a half to walk back, get the truck and get back.

Dat give Iggy plenty of time to chew through the rope dat Re-Re & Ya-Ya tied him to the tree wit while they was inside playin a video game, and then wander off.

So we all load up in the truck and go lookin for Iggy.

Well it don’t take long for we see Woobie comin down the road wit Iggy. Woobie say he bringin Iggy back cause he figure Iggy wandered off.

It took all of us to get Iggy back in the truck, but we managed and finally got Iggy home wit no problems.

Like Crabdaddy said, they ain’t nothin  new goin on around here.

One of Crabdaddy problems is all dis dang rain.  5 cm ysterday, fixin to rain now.  When it rain Crabdaddy got no internet.

Crabdaddy know bout save and “off line” and all dat.  It just Crabdaddy keep losin his train of thought.  Crabmommy say Crabdaddy missed dat train a long time ago.

Did go to Jaco yesterday and see a girl walkin a pig on a leash along the sidewalk on the beach.  Big pig, musta been 120 lbs or more.  Little girl, couldn’t look close enough to get a weight on her cause Crabmommy right there.  Crabdoggy didn’t care much, he used to walkin wit Iggy.

Crabdaddy gonna go now and concentrate or rememberin somethin worth writin bout.  He be back soon he hope.

Pura Vida!

Crabdaddy & Crabdoggy caught a bunch of froggy’s last night and watched dat “Get Me Outta Here Show”, at least as much as we could stand.

Will keep you posted if anythin happens but for now it pretty quiet.

Pura Vida!

We had bout 7 centimeters of rain. Crabdaddy and Crabdoggy caught bout 38 froggys and dat was it.

Crabdaddy been readin some books and stuff and dat good but come on, if Crabdaddy get too educated people start expectin more, and dat ain’t good. Crabdaddy got dat” bar” right where it supposed to be.

Crabdaddy & Crabdoggy just gonna hang here and we let you know soon as somethin happens.

Pura Vida.

Crabdaddy and Crabdoggy think they gonna just rest until Monday. Crabdoggy already started.

Crabdaddy hope all both of you have a good time this weekend.

Good Lord willin Crabdaddy see you next week.

Well these doggy’s look real hungry but all Crabdaddy got is 4 or 5 banana’s but he figure what the heck, we see if these doggy’s like banana’s. Well sure enough they did. Ate everyone of dem banana’s. Bout the time these doggy’s gettin through eatin this fancy car pulls up and out jumps a real “smart @ss” American guy in a hurry. He kinda kicks one of the doggy’s outa his way and tells Crabdaddy he need to keep his d@mn dogs in the car and keeps walkin.

Well Crabdaddy get to thinkin bout it and he figure the guy is right, one of these doggy’s might get run over or somethin. Now when the guy hopped outa his car the seat belt kinda fell out and the car didn’t lock when he hit the remote lock. So Crabdaddy kinda ease the door open and throw a banana peal in along wit them doggy’s. Now the guy had also left the windows cracked so Crabdaddy sure them doggy’s be all right for a while.

Crabdaddy see jellyfish comin out in a little while so he ease on over to the truck bout the time the smart @ss comin outa the store. Well first off them doggy’s ain’t gonna let the smart @ss back in his car. They start growlin a barkin and then they start foamin at the mouth. Then dem banana’s musta kicked in cause they start foamin at both ends.

It amazin what kinda mess two doggy’s dat just ate four banana’s can make in a hot car. Them doggy’s worked in perfect tandem. One would be barkin at the guy while the other one was bein sick, then they would swap, back and forth. Dem doggy’s had to have eaten a lot of something before they ate dem banana’s.

Smart @ss guy just standin there holdin his six pack of Corona’s lookin in disbelief at his fancy car wit dem two stray, pissed, sick doggy’s inside. Crabdaddy just eased the truck by him and said “dem wern’t my doggy’s. “Have a nice day.”

They still there as we drove outta site.