Wednesday, July 27, 2005
Spoke too Soon
The spider has moved to the floor . . . and still I can't kill him. I mean I CAN kill him, much easier than on the carpet, but I just don't have the heart for it. I keep walking by and urging him to go hide someplace where I can't see him. So far, no luck. I would like to take him outside somehow . . . but would he be like a "house spider" now? Unable to survive in the wild? Like a cat declawed? Would the bigger badder outside bugs destroy him instantly? And why am I so worried about the fate of this bug. I HATE spiders!! What's wrong with me?
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But I'm a spider, and ya like me don't ya?
Aha! And suddenly it all makes sense. I've finally met a spider I really liked and slowly but surely it's changing the way I look at all spiders.
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