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Aug 07, 2007 04:36

I was awakened just after 4 am by cats clambering around by the couch where I was sleeping (near the babies' room). I got up to see what they were after, and it was a HUGE-ASS SPIDER (and I quote: Adult specimens have a body length of 2.2 to 2.8 cm (about 1 inch), and have a leg span of 7 to 12 cm (3 to 5 inches). Also see: Clock Spider) on the ( Read more... )

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morgi August 7 2007, 10:17:27 UTC

THIS IS WHY I COULD NEVER LIVE IN FLORIDA.

The Indiana wolf spiders are bad enough.

cubes August 7 2007, 12:31:12 UTC

You mean it's not tbe GIANT FLYING COCKROACHES ("Palmetto Bugs")?

twoeleven August 7 2007, 15:02:00 UTC

we have wolf spiders here in delaware, which don't bother me too much. but i think i'd be unnerved by a 1" spider w/ a 5" leg span... and i'd probably have to spend a lot of time peeling my wife off the ceiling -- she really hates things w/ too many legs.

morgi August 7 2007, 20:08:34 UTC

If I'd come home to find legs sticking out from behind the clock I'd have grabbed the cats and the boyfriend and left. :P

Black-and-yellow orb weavers (argiopes) were the bane of my Maine childhood.

ketzl August 7 2007, 12:46:53 UTC

Foot from your head! AIE!

purplkat August 7 2007, 18:31:02 UTC

Ew, ew, ew! It always squicks me when even little spiders run around the wall near my Comfy Chair late at night. Even though I know they're not exactly going to leap off the wall and cross the two or three foot distance to my hair, I still get the idea that's exactly what they're contemplating. They are SO out to get me.

Cordelia is a very good huntress. She takes care of a lot of the bugs that dare to venture into our house. I've seen her leap up and grab moths out of mid-air, then bring them down without losing them and eat them. It's incredible. (And kinda gross.)

jfargo August 9 2007, 13:50:06 UTC

You are braver than I am. My girlfriend's favorite story of me is this:

We are sitting in the living room of our apartment, each of us reading books. Suddenly, for what she sees as no reason, I close my Harry Potter book, and launch it across the room.

The book lands with a lound THUD, and I run over to it. Then, inexplicably, I STAND on the book, and start jumping up and down.

I'm a rather large man.

Then, after a moment, I walk back over to where I was sitting, quietly pull my feet up onto the chair, and look at her. "Could you go pick up that book please? I'm afraid it's still alive."

When she picked up the book there was a very dead, very flat spider. Now, I swear that before squishing, this all-black spider had a body the size of a quarter, and she swears that AFTER squishing the whole thing wasn't the size of a quarter.

In my mind it was the size of a horse no matter how big it really was.