I nearly DIED when I picked up my watering can and there was the hairy beast! People, this is why I procrastinate. Nothing good comes from doing chores.
"GET OUT!" I yelled. No response.
Made a quick call to brave husband asking him how to KILL the tarantula. He said, "Don't kill it. Wait till I get home so we can play with it."
Did he just meet me? Never in our 12 years of marriage have I ever wanted to play with tarantulas. I feel the same about not wanting my offspring to either. Dead spiders in glass jars are fine to look at, but to play with? Seriously.
After my brief period of indignation, I made my second call to Shelley because she just experienced this same thing. Her tip was to put a glass bowl over it and let the kids look at it. Hmmm. This presents a problem since I poked at it and it crawled up the wall by the front door. I am sure the neighbors thought I was getting murdered based on my screams (although no one rushed out of their houses to save me.)
Shelley also mentioned that we were having a tarantula migration this season. This is not good news. That means we can expect to see more.
Currently I am blogging 12 feet away from the hairy and all I can think about is how it will DIE. Instead of taking action, I am cooling my jets until Skip can home so we can all PLAY with it.
Over my dead body!
Update:
Skip finally came home and inspected our intruder. He informed me that it wasn't a tarantula but a wolf spider. Rendering him at a complete loss as to how to handle the situation. He was, however, very helpful in maintaining my level of anxiety by yelling "BOO!" repeatedly. He is a funny, funny man! But in the end, victory was ours.
Trust me this thing was huge and hairy. The scale of this picture doesn't do it justice. It warranted 2 frantic phone calls and lots of jumping and screaming. 
The children are safe and secure outside the KILL zone! I am happy to say that Skip really wasn't in the mood to play with big hairy spider. He kept saying that it was the biggest he had ever seen. Needless to say, the children are safe. 
The murder weapon.
You are not so scary anymore, MR. DEAD SPIDER! Ha! You messed with the wrong house.
14 comments:
We found a black widow in our mailbox last week. That was creepy. But I think a big hairy tarantula would be scarier. Please inform any trantulas that you see that they don't need to migrate through Smallville.
Kate
Oh my stars!
I don't know what I would do! But you'd better bet my husband would be coming home from wherever and whatever he was doing IMMEDIOSO to remove the unwanted visitor from our property to be dropped off at a location at least a million miles away.
Please let us know what happens!!
Maybe you could call animal control? I'm not joking at all. They might come retrieve it?
I'd have been screaming my head off. I HATE those things! And, my husband would have responded the same way as yours! LOL!!
over my dead body...funny ending janelle!!! hope you are walking over that SPIDERS dead body about now! : )
Aaaaaaaaack! I think I would have had to leave! But then I would have worried that somehow it got into my HOUSE. Ok. Couldn't leave. I'd be freaking! LOL@"nothing good comes from doing chores"! I'm with you!!!
You crack me up sister! I can't wait to find out what ended up happening...if y'all (well, SKIP) actually played with the Hairy, or what! Oh my! and..."Did he just meet me?" TOO FUNNY! Here's hoping the migration ends soon...as long as THIS is not where they're migrating to!
Well, you know how I feel about spiders. I can't believe you took the time to take a picture of the murder weapon. It could have gotten away! Or worse yet, into crawled INTO your house! Or had babies that scattered everywhere....aaaaaahhhhhhh!!!!!!!
Eeeeewwwwwieeeee!! And I'm with Alana... what if it had babies and they ALL moved into your house! Eeeeeewwww!!!
I HATE spiders! My husband and I also found a hairy beast just like that in our backyard! I blogged about it a while back, yuck O!!!
I cracked up at the picture of your murder weapon:)
Just had to say...
once I called my husband to come home to kill a giant cockroach that I had "trapped" with the upside-down bowl trick. Cannot deal with it.
Also, once my sister killed one of those big spiders on MY front porch steps and a kajillion little baby spiders did come spilling out... it was NASTY, nasy, nasty...
I am not one of those mommies who think everything in creation is "an interesting study."
I got a good laugh out of your post, though! A good post idea is worth the trauma, isn't it? Good anecdote, bad reality. :)
Oh My Mercy Janelle! That is the BIGGEST Wolf Spider I have EVER seen! I honestly thought it looked like a tarantula too. Did you, OK, Skip, really use the ax/pick thingy to kill it? If so, I don't blame you one bit! He definately picked the wrong people to mess with!
So stinkin' funny!
YUCK!!
i hate spiders...i use to teach preschool and had a serious "no kill" policy for God's Creatures...we would just redirect the little buggers outside where they belong. i still get chills thinking about it...
now its kill...kill..kill...if its in my house it has to die!
lol
It's so funny that you blogged about spiders because during one of very busy weeks (about 3 weeks ago) my husband killed Charlotte IN MY HOUSE! Yes, it was a big spider (like the one outside of your house but we call them wood spiders because they come in from our tress). I FREAK out anytime I see one in the house and after my husband kills the spider I call terminex immediately. I know the bug guy by name! Anyway, this particular time he killed the spider for me she did have a egg sack on her and about a million little teeny tiny spiders came running everywhere (hence the name Charlotte). We were stomping on the little spiders until we got every last one. I was going to blog about the experience, but never had time to! Thanks for your very funny blog! Made me smile!
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