Did I mention I hate spiders? And as a child, visiting Gramma’s place in Georgia, I was petrified by the thought of running across the fearsome Black Widow. I never did spot one in Georgia. But I never got any fonder of them, either. Sadly, SoCal has Black Widows. I’ve usually come to a live and let live arrangement with them. This little girl, I let alone.
But this big momma…
Look, I’ve been running around the garage barefoot for years. I can’t do that when I know there’s a ginormous Black Widow just waiting to ambush me. You stay outside, or you get The Broom of Doom!
P.S. You totally know I went back and smooshed that first spider, right?