Friday
Oct202006
Got him
Friday, October 20, 2006 at 07:49AM 
Armed with the proper tool this time, (a tissue) he didn't stand a chance.
Now the only question that remains is this: How long will it take for me to stop looking for his brothers and sisters?
(For all of you who are thinking about dear Charlotte about now, I assure you that spiders who live outside my house are not a threat to me, nor am I a threat to them. But inside the house? They are fair game.)
Reader Comments (5)
Oh! Kim! Couldn't you have ushered him outside or given him a name and made him a pet?
Spiders are the sign of a clean house, you know and they are very useful: they eat moths and flies and build beautiful webs of silk.
I like spiders (notice I did not say love - liking is enough where spiders are concerned.
No, I couldn't. I couldn't give him a name or make him a pet.
Yes, yes. I know all those things. And they are free to live outside. I have defended several webs from ornery neighorhood kids over the years, and I can tolerate spiders OUTSIDE. But not in my house.
I have a rather complex web on my front porch and I have left it alone, creepy though it is. But let that spider get friendly and try to move indoors and he has met his match.
I'll see if I can get a decent picture of my porch spider so you can know that I'm not ALL bad.
But couldn't you have introduced your inside spider to your porch spider and convinced them to build a happy web together or establish some kind of neighbourhood...killing is never an option, Kim!
No, MissM. I am shocked! Why would I want to introduce one spider to another? Either they will like each other too much and make more little baby spiders bent on invading my home or they will fight each other and only one will be victorious. The other will be dinner.
There's a whole neighborhood outside and they are welcome to live unmolested by me.
Sorry to upset you but in this case, I do not apologize. Spiders are, after all, spiders.
;)
I am just saying you could have ushered him back outside to the neighbourhood beyond your walls. Then you would be free from the guilt of murdering such an innocent creature.
Surely the spiders would have been inspi[d]ered by your act of kindness and would have lived peacefully on the porch. As for one being dinner, what difference does that make now! Alas! The poor spider is dead!
I hope you had a fitting ceremony to mark the passing of your little victim. After all, he was a lover of books, Kim!