I have to admit to being arachnophobic here. Don't worry about the spot light, just introduce him to the magnificent fellow in your previous post... As a starter for lunch...:)
Nice moth(?) though...:) Do you know what it is exactly, by any chance? Apart from being lunch for the spider should he get hold of it of course...
(Not safe for arachnophobes)
That spoiled my morning. I am seriously freaked out by spiders and have lots of really gruesome tales to tell. I can cope with almost any other form of life but spiders are plain mean. Wolf spiders, especially. I've been bitten by them at least five times, all unprovoked attacks. Bastards!
I agree with you kittyrex, I can't stand the bastards either. The only good spider, is a dead spider, some of my worst nightmares have been of spiders in bed with me. Yuck yuck yuck. Sorry sis, I'm not going to be able to look at your blog for a couple of days until that thing isn't anywhere near the top of page anymore.
My shit-stirring side wants to go out now and take lots of photos of spiders to put up. We have lots of Daddy Long Legs living in the house, and I don't mind the odd tarantula either. The Daddy Long Legs are always a must in my house... ever since I found out that they are the only natural predator of the Red-Back. Here's a bit of trivia (that will probably put you off them now), the Daddy Long Leg Spider is one of the most poisonous spiders in the world. The venom is capable of killing a person... but... they aren't a worry to us because (a) their poison sacs don't hold enough toxin and (b) their fangs are too small anyway. Humans have (if I remember correctly) seven layers of skin on their bodies. The fangs of the Daddy Long Legs are so small that they can't even pierce one layer.
I used to hate spiders too, but now I don't worry about them too much any more. Don't get me wrong, I don't touch them or anything... that would make me run screaming into the sunset. But, when you've come face to face with a Bird-Eating Spider (so called because they actually do trap birds in their webs) that was bigger than my hand (I might have to tell that story one day), the little ones seem less than worrisome. The worst thing for this pacifist is to have to actually dispense of the not so desirable ones. I just hate killing things, no matter what they are.
But, since you guys are such big sooky bum whingy heads, I shall put a NSFA rating on any future posts which feature spiders... if I remember :o)
I'm not sure what it's called, but I do know that frogs don't like them. They'll let these moths crawl all over them, and the few that I have seen grab one have spat them out pretty quick. They must taste bad.
I thought the moth was one of those giant wasps that eat nice big spiders! My mistake.
Mum had one of those bigs wasps at her place that had a just-as-big spider in its feet(?). It dropped the spider, so Mum splatted it (as you do) but the wasp came back looking for it. Mum reckons it knew she "took" his dinner and kept coming in for the kamikaze!
• Sunday 20 August 2006 - Errrk!
Nice moth(?) though...:) Do you know what it is exactly, by any chance? Apart from being lunch for the spider should he get hold of it of course...