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evilkateCame across another Redback spider - *shudder* just the average hazard in this country. However, it was on the ceiling!? - which is very odd, given they prefer humid dark places. So, after spraying it and it's consequent slow descent to the ground, I noticed it was still walking around. Now I didn't want just anyone stepping on it, so I grabbed a tin (cat food has handy and near) and placed it over the dying little lass.
An hour later I return, to sweep up the dried husk. On lifting the tin I discovered a flaw to my plan: the tin didn't have enough room underneath it. Egads, just recounting it is making me dry retch again. So yeah ... mushed spider dripping everywhere.
Okay - stopping there. Must think of happy kittens and stop retching ...
Gawd I hate squished critters ... - till next time.
Kate Out
An hour later I return, to sweep up the dried husk. On lifting the tin I discovered a flaw to my plan: the tin didn't have enough room underneath it. Egads, just recounting it is making me dry retch again. So yeah ... mushed spider dripping everywhere.
Okay - stopping there. Must think of happy kittens and stop retching ...
Gawd I hate squished critters ... - till next time.
Kate Out
