Risky Business …
Did you know that posting to your blog on the weekends almost guarantees that it won’t be read? It’s true … I read it on the Internet. Actually that is a lie, sorry. But it does seem that weekend posts aren’t read quite as much as the ones posted during the week. I am guessing that this is due to people having “lives”. Yet again, the self-centered nature of humans is astounding. “Oh … I need to spend time with my kids”, “I need to go to the grocery store”, “I need to clip my toe nails” … good grief!
And yet, here I am posting, on the weekend. But hey, I live dangerously and on the edge!
VERY Risky Business …
Not the best picture, but since she is still alive at this point, I knew she was waiting for me to get too close, so she could spring onto my face to suck my brains out. “You SNEEKY spider!”
So apparently Colorado is the Black Widow capital of the world! Wait, that isn’t true either. I am having integrity issues today. I will work on that … I promise. (/wink)
“Honesty” aside, we have come across many Black Widows. In the last few weeks, we have come across 4 different ones. If you have ever seen one, then you know there is no mistaking them for a different species. Spindly creepy legs, huge disproportionate black abdomen, blood red hour glass underneath, beady eyes that promise to drain you dry while you sleep tonight. Creepy right? /shiver
I must confess that I kill them as I come across them. Normally, I don’t kill spiders, they are super beneficial. But the Black Widow is too dangerous to keep alive in my opinion. If I am bitten, likely the worst thing that will happen is some abdominal cramps and tissue damage around the bite. But with Deena’s compromised immune system and three little dogs barely topping 10 pounds each, I just can’t risk it.
So I terminate them while using my best Arnold accent and giving them my best Terminator glare.
Interestingly enough, I have the Heebie Jeebies for an hour or two afterwards, certain that the relatives of the deceased arachnid will be seeking revenge on me and my family. The worst is when a house fly buzzes your ear and you jump, yelping like a teenage girl … spinning in circles with eyes as big as saucers, desperately seeking the avenging spider, vigorously shaking out your hair, certain that the spider is perched there enjoying the entire spectacle. Not that this happened to me or anything … I think I read about it or something. (I wonder how many of you are checking your hair for spiders right now?)
Update: As I was typing this, Taylor noticed yet another Black Widow right on our steps (below) … crazy.:
Morning Jaunt …
Like I do every weekend morning, I took the pups out for a walk. For these little guys, the 3 acre property is humungous! They have such a great time, bouncing around like puppies do, running way ahead of me, then sprinting back to ask me if I am coming or not. Pretty cute!
This morning we came across some pretty cool spider webs on the brush (What is with the spider theme today?):
And while I am sure many of you grow weary of seeing pics of the dogs, this picture of Gus having a great time this morning reminded me to enjoy every moment and squeeze every ounce of fun from life:
Until next time … here is to Love and Life … and … checking your hair for spiders …
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