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Did it get caught going up the water spout?
Red-legged Tarantula
That’s kind of like my spiderquarium idea.
Is this wall in the guest room?
Is Spiderman #whatever doing well in the theaters?
Is it any good? (I haven’t seen it.)
Nice box/frame/thingie…
Are you ‘n JR planning to do an Addams Family sequel?
This is how I deal with the fact that JR won’t let me have an alive one of my very own named ” Princess”.
Claire…it came this way. It’s one of my first dead things. I’ve had it for years.
mech…these are all in the foyer right when you come in the house :)
I might have told this one before, so sorry if it’s a ‘repeat’
Well, I had me this woman. And she was a fine woman… make no mistake about that. She was a writer. A perfessional, writer. She’d worked at the Rolling Stone Magazine, The Atlanta Journal, The Philadelphia something or other, The Austin Statesman-Something, you name it.
Where was I? Oh yeah, in Gatlinburg, Tennessee. It was common practice there to ask all your friends if they needed you to pick-up anything for them when you were going to the ‘Big City’, Knoxville.
So Bubba and Joanne (I’m not shitting you), asked me to go to the pet store there, and get 30 crickets for their pet Tarantula!, who, evidently, ate one-cricket-per-day. I did this. I had left my Audi 5000 at the dealership for a little work and they gave me a Ford, or something, to drive around in for the day.
I had several other things to do, while in Knoxville, but I got them done and made it back to the Porsche/Audi dealership just before 5:00PM. This was on a Friday afternoon, and it was hot, and everybody wanted to go home. I took my little packages out of the loaner car and brought them with me to the service desk while I paid my bill.
I remembered everything but the brown paper bag containing the crickets. I guess I left them there.
About a month later, my girlfriend was in that same Porsche/Audi dealership (she had an Audi 4000, heh), and she asked them if they’d ever found a bag of crickets there. “Oh, you’re the one!”, they said.
Evidently, the crickets had quickly eaten their way out of the paper bag, and infested this schmancy dealership for about a month.
Have you ever heard a cricket indoors? They’re LOUD! If you want to get rid of them, you, basically, have to hire a cat. Cat’s love them. They will take all the time necessary to track them down and eat them. And they also make excellent little crunchy noises during the snack.
Hog,
Me an 2 other 20 yr old Second Ballons had “Zack”, a huge tarantula spider in our apartment on top of Dana Point Cliffs. We fed him 3 store bought cameleons per week. We let him run loose on the living room rug when we was watchin TV. For exercise.
However, we paroled him to the cliffs of Dana Point, CA. after the 2nd trio of *female military acquaintences* we brought to the apartment———FLED——for their very fucking lives—–emitting purty loud vocal profanities——that the neighbors took exception to———! It was a puzzlement for sure??????
Hog (9)
Couple years ago, my old digs were infested with crickets under the deck and in the crawl space. Every once in a while, one would get into the house. Yep, noisy little suckers.
(What? Nah, I think they ate the spiders.)
That gives me an idea for our camp in the woods. Ever hear of a Wolf Spider? We have very nice ones at our camp in the woods. Circumference of legs as big as your palm. The Mr. shot one that was in a Cedar tree with a 22–shhhhh– If they are in the outhouse I give them a couple flies for a tip when they hand me my towel.
” after the 2nd trio of *female military acquaintences* we brought to the apartment———FLED——for their very fucking lives—–emitting purty loud vocal profanities——that the neighbors took exception to———! It was a puzzlement for sure??????”
Col. Jerry, SIR!: I understand how this can get ‘out of hand’, so to speak.
I was down in Tuscon once, with my ‘other’ little girlfriend (I try to keep one in every major city), and it was the rainy-hot season. This tends to bring out the tarantulas. What am I saying!? There were HUGE fucking tarantulas all over the place after the sun went down! We were out on the gravel driveway finishing some work on our truck/camper dealie.
There were no profanities. All that Girlfriend could say was “uh…uhh…uhhh… AYYYYY YI YI!!!”, and she scampered up and, literally, over me till she landed on top of the camper. Even then she could hardly breathe. All she could do was make these little stabby, pointy motions while trying to catch her breath.
I’d never seen a tarantula before myself, so I took a 5-gal. plastic bucket and put it over the closest one so I could stare at it later. I still had work to do.
Evidently, Mr. Tarantula wasn’t all that impressed with the plastic bucket, and he let himself out.
Girlfriend slept on top of the camper that night, as near as I can remember.
When I was a kid, we had a pig that slept on our front porch.
Then we ate him.
Semicolon trouble again.
Better that kidney stones, though.
^^ JoeBandMember (14): Good thing it was a pig instead of a dog. Otherwise, you’d have something in common with you-know-who.
I should get one of those to go along with my taxidermied bullfrog.
^ WAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAANT!
I’ll have to keep an eye on Jabba my pet Bull Frog hangin’ around the garden.
^ The Tarantula was a guy’s pet at one time. he fell into hard times and was selling a bunch of his stuff. I told him I’d always take care of it for him. Same for your bullfrog, I promise!
( Is parading pictures of them around on the internets cruel? )
“In case of emergency, break glass”
Used when guests overstay their welcome.
geezerette (#12): I read that wolf spiders are all over the place in Iraq. Or maybe they were camel spiders. Either way, not nearly as fuzzy-cute as a kitten.
We have them here too. And brown recluse. my neighbor to the back yard and his daughter got bit good by one a couple years ago after clearing out some ivy. i don’t go over there no way…i always have at least one spider bite on me at all times. they love me.
I got the perfect critter to have put in your collection. I know that Jurassic era mosquitos trapped and preserved in tree resin might be too rare and expensive but why couldn’t someone do the same thing with a modern day, living, blood sucking democrat? I mean leach?
Take the hideous looking lamprey and entomb it in a tub of (real or synthetic) tree resin- amber.
Ta da! Amber Lamps.
ZZ their claim to fame is not being fuzzy or cute like a kitten their claim to fame is their very long legs.