Well most spider stories as with any bug stories involve me running very very far away... so there is no story left to tell.
But I do have a similar freak me out kind of story...
So in the winter time in the barn the water buckets for the horses freeze. Some of our lovely horses like to dunk their hay in their water, so every morning you have to both break and scoop out the water. Well I've been told time and time again to look before you reach, and for some reason I wasn't paying attention and grabbed a handful of ice and hay (of course with my bare hands) only to feel something fuzzy in the bucket...
Well turns out it was two dead mice :eek ... I was alone in the barn with one of my students (half my age) so she was like 8, and I felt so bad, cause she heard every colorful word our language has to offer as I ran out of the barn, taking her with me to find someone who could remove the damn thing. To this day, I shutter when I clean the water buckets out in the winter...
__________________ Kendra Harley, you were the light in my life, rest peacefully my love! |