One morning at the beach the tide was going out. As it went out it left little shallow pools between the sand bar. It was perfect for the kids to play in. Heath hollered to me to bring him a bucket. He had seen a small sting ray. It was caught in the shallow part and couldn't get back into the big ocean. Before I could get him the bucket he lost sight of it. If you know Heath he doesn't give up easily. He found it again and after half a dozen swipes with the bucket he had caught himself a sting ray.
Another day my niece caught a tiny little crab. One that managed to pinch her and draw a dab of blood even with those tiny little claws.
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