Being the ever so supportive husband that he is, Mark joined me for the nap. We awoke about 6 hours later, scrounged in the refrigerator for some snacks and decided we were ready for another nap.
Just as I was about to climb into bed I spied the largest spider I have ever seen (save for the
He cautioned me not to be too hasty as this may be some sort of jumping or flying spider that could get really pissed off and somehow attack us if we did not succeed in killing it on the first attempt. (I think he was confusing this behavior with a wasp or bee, but kept my mouth shut).
He left the room and came back with one of his size 12 flip flops in hand and proceeded to stand at a safe distance and watch the non-moving arachnid. Reminding him of the time he put an end to a snake that was freaking me out in our yard and how much I appreciated that and how I would like to return the favor, I gently pried his fingers from the shoe and killed the sucker.
I disposed of the body, rinsed the shoe off and washed my hands thoroughly. When I returned to the bedroom, the window was closed though it was quite warm. Good move, M. - better to be a little hot than eaten by a giant spider.
Tragedy averted.
Welcome home
and a fine how-do-you-do.
(note: objects in photos appear MUCH smaller than than truly are/were)
1 comment:
at least in Mom's barn in the USA we have some idea of the types of spiders, but in Zurich who knows where these huge monsters have been and what they have learned from other German or Italian or French speaking spiders....Good for you girl...and horray for M. for being brave.
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