She’s ba-a-ack
This morning, I got up at 6 AM and stumbled groggily toward the bathroom. The light was already on, and I swung the door shut behind myself. As I sat there yawning, I glanced toward the door, and our eyes met - that is, my two eyes met her eight.
She was standing there, motionless, on a damp rag on the floor. I think she was watching me, wondering if I had seen her. She was standing in front of the bathroom cabinet. If she had been 6 inches closer to the door or 6 inches farther into the bathroom, we both would have had a far less pleasant morning. As it is, I am unspeakably thankful to my dad who constantly barked at me to “pick up your feet when you walk.”
I called Lydia (who was awake) to get Kaitlyn while I stood watch. I mostly resisted the urge to scream when the hairy little beast try to make a dash for freedom as Kaitlyn scooped her into her old home.
Then I crawled back into bed with hubby, shuddered, and told him what had happened. I tried not to think about all the things that almost happened, or could have happened. Instead, I wondered where she had been for the last 2 months and how long it had taken her to make her way from one end of the house to the other. I wondered how many times she made that trip back and forth, and how many times I had stepped over her in the dark - or in the light. How many times did she freeze and stand there hoping we hadn’t seen her?
Now our eyes meet through the plastic walls of her prison. I like it that way.
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Perhaps you can take a permanent marker and draw vertical lines all over her new house?
You know, so that she understands that she is to stay put?
Maybe put her on a moat and surround her with water? Alcatrase? No escape?
What about barbed wire fences? Would it be illegal to have a mini-electrical-wire-fence around her container?
Homeschool it: How to Detain an Animal 101
Make it an all inclusive unit study with the whole electricity and other logistics… and please blog it!
I’m so excited for you! I’ve been thinking of you often, wondering how you could function knowing that a tarantula was in your house! We lost a caterpillar earlier this year. I found it yesterday in the drier in its’ chrysallis form. I put the drapes in to dust them and when I opened it up, there was the chrysallis setting on the lint trap. It may still be alive actually. I’ve read that they can remain a chrysallis until spring and the dryer was only on air fluff. Who knows? I would have taken the advice of one of your commenters who told you to move out. Anyways, I’m glad that she’s in a cage now.
Ohhhhhh! I couldn’t have resisted the urge to scream…would’ve been the scream heard ’round the world. I SOOOOO don’t like spiders! *shudder*
My knee-jerk reaction would have been to smoosh it. I know it’s a tarantula, but still. We were driving to church the other morning and my husband (who doesn’t mind spiders) pointed out the rather hairy spider crawling across the dashboard towards me (one who hates them). So…I threw his Bible on it (mine was in my bag!) and squashed it. He just looked at me totally dumbfounded that I’d do something like that. I honestly didn’t plan on it, it just happened. He knows I HATE spiders!!! So…had I been you there would have been a very messy spot to clean up (well for someone else to clean up…I’m enjoying some morning sickness, too) but the spider wouldn’t have made it out alive at our house! (Unless of course it was hubby who found it…he would have nicely scooped it up and put it in it’s cage. Ugh!) I’m just glad she’s not lurking around the house anymore!
I so would have flushed her…. LOL…
At least she’s trapped again…
God bless,
Sallie
You are a brave, brave mother to even allow your girls to have one in the first place!
Wow…can’t even imagine.
Our tarantula has been missing for 4 months. I was sure that it was dead……maybe not. Of course our climate here couldn’t be healthy for them, very damp and moderate. If we ever find it and it is NOT dead, it will be gone by days end. I’m not that into spiders thank you anyway. Glad that yours is no longer wandering your house in secret, and praying that ours isn’t.
OK times like that I’d wonder why God called all of his creation “good.” Maybe because HE isn’t the one nearly dying of a heart attack in the bathroom LOL!
Thank you for sharing… We can all rest easier tonight here in cold Michigan…
I am so doing a heebie jeebie dance right now!
That’s why I live where these things don’t just .. live.
Anyways, I would love for you to get a nice little commission on my VF order, but I’m not sure how to make that happen. I click the “affiliate” link thingy, and it takes me to a place that tells me how to apply to be an affiliate. While I’d love it, my blog just ain’t as famous as yours, and the great DVD deal will be over with before I get approved (or not). So if that link is taking me to a place you do not intend, could you change it? Or tell me how best to go about it? Thanks!!
Getting goose bumps!!!!!
She would SO not be staring me back….
She would be GONE.
lol
I dislike those things!
No matter HOW much of a texas girl I am!!!!!!!!!
***shiver****
***shudder***
You are a better mama than I.
I want to be like you when I grow up.
I guess this means you do not have to move now… maybe… you could still have wild ones come in! Ugh!
Didn’t she have a romantic visitor a while ago? Has she told you where she left her babies yet?
Next time my husband asks me why I insist on turning on the bathroom light in the middle of the night I am going to direct his attention to this here blog.
I can’t believe you didn’t kill it!!! Today, I went into the bathroom to take my shower. Thank goodness my nightgown was still on. I hollered for my 23 year old son (my husband was outside doing animal chores) to get a fly swatter (we have a thick leather one) and get in there quick. It was almost as big as a tarantula. Even he was impressed with the size of it. Let’s just say, that thing went swimming down the toilet!!!