Of course you cooked him up and ate him right?The Annoyed Man wrote:In possibly the most bizarre event since we moved to Texas, we found a live crawdaddy in our driveway this morning. That's right.... a mudbug.
Growing up in South Louisiana, on more than one occasion after a heavy rain, I was able to gather up just enough crawfish to make it worth boiling
(several handfulls, at least enough for 1 little kid). 
My Dad use to get a kick out of boiling them for me.