Which is a worse answer to the question, "guess what I just killed in the garage?"
a) a small child who was hiding under my car. I need you to come home and help hide the body.
or
b) a black widow spider.
Of course "a" is the worse situation. So hey - on the bright side, Scott just found a black widow spider IN MY HOUSE. Nothing bad about that, right? I'm not nearly as freaked out as that last sentence would lead you to believe. The first thing I said was, "ooh...did you get a picture?" Of course, Scott and I are wired differently. Bloggers are a different sort. Those of you who have been around long enough to remember the tree-frog-in-the-garbage-can incident can attest to that!
We went out last night, and when we came home, he pointed into the corner and said "that's what's left." And of course, I immediately look at the dead black spider and questioned him on why he said it was on the bottom of his shoe. "That was her mate." He was already dead. So...looks like he caught the spider before our garage became a set from Arachnophobia II: Jamie Never Comes Home Again.
*shudder*
2 comments:
yikes! And there's nothing an exterminator can do about them, is there?
We have the occasional black widow. I try to ignore them unless they're actually IN the house. I can handle just about anything except a roach.
:: shudder ::
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