The Hunt

The other night I went out back to turn off the pool pump and I must have seen at least ten black widow spiders. So I decided that I would have to kill these suckers because they bite and are poisonous, plus they are bugs and I just don’t do bugs.

Last night I was armed with a flip flop and hair spray. The plan was to spray the spider then squish it with the flip flop. (I would have preferred to light it on fire, but Daddy isn’t here to supervise.) All of them but two were out, all happy go lucky until Mom and I came around, now they are in little spider heaven. Rather there, then here where they can bite you:-)

It isn’t like I want all bugs to die, it is just these bugs are black widows, they have poison in them. In fact currently there is a little cricket trapped under a cup in the bathroom. Now my hope is to relocate the little creature outside where it can live a full and happy life. Normally, when there is a bug, I always try my darnedest to trap it and then put it outside where it belongs. Unless Daddy is within walking distance, then I just yell, “BUG!!!” and he takes care of it for me. I mean isn’t that in the “Dad” and or “Male” description, “bug-taker-care-of-er”.

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