Ever get the sense you’re being watched?
After getting this sense while reading on the beach, I turned to see this guy staring at me.
He would stare for anywhere from ten to thirty seconds and then, in the space of a blink, he’d disappear in his hole. Within a few minutes, however, I’d get the sense again, and turn to find him staring.
As a reading specialist, I can assure you that finding yourself the object of a crab vigil while you are reading certainly affects your comprehension of the text.
Oh well. I may not be able to read much with my little sentinel around, but as long as he stays out of my house (unlike his smaller friends), at least I can still sleep tonight.