Did your dog start barking?

It was probably from the very, very high pitched scream I let out when I spotted this guy.

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I’m used to being cautious moving stuff and reaching into dark corners in the garage or outside. But finding this guy inside the house, behind my comfy chair was a first.

Current score: Broom of Doom- 4, Black Widows- 0. 

I wouldn’t say I wet myself. Just a little dampness, really…

5 thoughts on “Did your dog start barking?”

  1. In Thailand I made it a habit of tapping out my boots before putting them on. One morning one of those little suckers dropped out. I let him go and followed him to a hole in the wall, under the sink in our latrine. Probably a nest. Our site engineer came to the rescue with a dispenser of bug juice. Never saw any again, but I never stopped checking my boots before I put them on.

  2. A few yaers ago, my sister Guinevere’s eldest son came and said that he had been bitten by a spider, when cleaning out the shed. She told him, ” Suck it up, Snedrick, it’s like it was a brown recluse.” When Snedrick got out of the hospital, a week later, she admitted that perhaps it had, indeed, been a brown recluse.

  3. My rule of thumb is spiders who stayed at shoulder level or below could live. Those who rose above that elevation died. Then I married my arachnophobia wife. Now they all sadly must die.

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