This itty bitty monster has been harassing me for about a year, maybe longer now. Maybe it's the grown version of this one: (itsy bitsy monster part 1)
(e:theecarey,35925)
I hold back all intelligence and assert my belief that it it the same hairy, googly-eyed, fang-baring, snickering beast that has been lurking in my basement, creeping out of dark places purposely within my view (and within my reach) on several occasions this year. It makes an appearance and disappears all within the short time frame that includes, "gasp", "panic", "full-body sense of terror", "disgust" idling down to "why don't I have something in reach to kill it with", to "it likely has something within ITS reach to clobber me over the head with".. to "run Carey run, don't stop, don't turn around just get the hell out of the basement" and about an hours worth of "shivers" ewwww!
And so that whole line of action/inaction/psychological break-down works for the interim, until hygiene etiquette reminds me that I must go and do more laundry. No wonders that over time I have accumulated what seems like 397 pairs of socks, and about an equal amount of underwear and bras. Why subject myself to the beasts lair any more than absolutely necessary, right? eekkkk!
I don't like to kill spiders/bugs etc in general, and yes, I am rather apprehensive to scoop (shovel, forklift?) this one up into a bucket, or try to suck its massive body through a vacuum hose. I can just envision its fat yet muscular body getting jammed followed by getting pissed, followed retaliation, followed by my (fat but muscular, ha) body being jammed into the same said vacuum hose.Although this recent encounter led to the same pathetic reaction from me, this time, after my breathing returned, I ran and grabbed my camera. I needed proof. (proof of sanity, insanity?)
notice how the pholcidae, "daddy long-legs" dangling immediately in the background is dwarfed by comparison!
As I write, it continues to live, breath and eat small mammals while waiting my return...
my boyfriend claims it is a wolf spider. What is your guess?
I'm with ya on that, (e:metalpeter). However it sounds, the kid needs to be eaten. It is a problem bigger than parental involvement.
That is crazy. Am I sick for thinking it would have been funny (funny strange) if he would have fallen in and got eaten, if there was any balance left in this world it would have happened. I wonder what will happen to the parents. I know that can be a crazy country in some ways from what I have heard. But see the problem is how to you really punish the parents? The Money might make them strighten out their kid but it might not. I wonder if the kid had been to that zoo before. If you get an update let us know. I say the kids punishment is that he enters the tigers or lions cage and feeds them yeah that sounds kinda cool but maybe they are tired of the same food everyday and a running boy is fun to chase.