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Labradors are one of my favorite breeds when it comes to dogs.

Labrador also happens to be a region on Canada’s east coast, sitting remotely in the most northern part of Quebec. Needless to say then, it is cold with a rough climate and rather isolated from the rest of the world. Instead, people live in harmony with nature, with fishing a major and important food source and industry in the area.

Among the treasures the sea has to offer in the area are crabs — which happen to be fisherman Alan Russell’s specialization. But when he and Mallory Harrigan were out at sea with their boat one day, they saw something very different from the crab they were used to — and it was a sight they would never forget.

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