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Originally Posted by Nancy1999  Leaving San Antonio, late at night with my 1 month old baby, we headed for small Texas town, where we would be stationed. The road ahead was blackened with something and as we slowed down we were horrified to learn that there were hundreds/thousands( ?) of tarantulas, it must have been a tarantula road crossing, you could hear crunch crunch as we drove over them. I was terrified that when we got out of the car there would be hundreds of them on it (there weren't). It really was like something from a horror movie. |
Nancy,
I seriously hope you plan to entertain me while I'm up all night. After reading this, I won't sleep for a week. I don't do spiders in any format. Period. The spiders that live in my house know the rules. They must stay behind the walls at all times. If they come out, I have to kill them. Luckily most of them understand.
When I lived in the deep southern part of Alabama, I discovered the crawl space of my house was a haven for the brown recluse. I moved out of the house for a month while it was exterminated and never did settle back in there. Not long after that, I sold the house and moved to Utah.
On rats... I can't picture Gabby indulging the effort to move off my lap to chase one. We had a mouse get into the house back in December. The whole family was watching tv and Gabby was on the arm of the couch right next to me. Out of the blue, the mouse casually walked across the livingroom floor. I was stunned, looked at Gabby and she looked back at me as if to say "You gonna get that?"
Lazy dog.