Sometimes I am very glad I dont suffer from Arachnophobia. Tonight was one of those times.
I was sitting herem calmly minding my own business, contributing to the smut found in Vets, when this huge, menacing shadow catches my eye.
I turn slowly. Holding my breath, my heart, stopping with fearful anticipation...
And see the enemy.
A spider. A MASSIVE spider. Easily as long tip to tip as my hand width, though probably more.
I gasp, my heart rises to my throat, and i let out an ear piercing EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE EE
I grab a container and lid, and try to coax him into the container.
But, oh no, this deceptive bastard is clever, and he dodges the container, and works his way down the wall, below my bed, where I wont be able to reach him.
Now, there is no way is HELL im sleeping with this cunning ****er crawling around.
I walk out to the loungeroom, and pace and shake and squeal a little, before grabbing the broom.
Using the bristles I force him up the wall, and towards the open window.
When I finally get him to the window, i get him outside with the most triumphant and forceful flick I can muster.
And thus, I am victorious.
Call me Erin, Spider Wrangler.
http://usq.edu.au/spider/find/spiders/170.htm