In the picture it looks kind of like a hermit crab. But no, it is a spider. Does anybody know what kind of spider it is? This is my new quest. I have never seen anything so freaky.
Of course this happened while Travis was at work. In a meeting. I took a gazillion pictures of this THING so I can look it up online later. I called Travis two or three times in a row on both of his numbers and kept leaving messages about this monster spider on our front door. Yes, this was an "interrupt the meeting" kind of emergency! I wanted him to tell me how to catch it or kill it. This whole time I'm shuddering with the heebie-jeebies. Finally, he answered the phone and said he had left the meeting to take the call. When I told him what was going on he laughed at me. That was not the reaction I was hoping for. I wanted him to drop everything and jump on his horse to fly home like my knight in shining armor does and save me from this dragon on our front porch. You'd do that right, Travis? Hmm...not for a "dumb" spider. He said, "Just kill it." I asked stupidly, "With the end of a shovel handle?" (Who thinks of killing spiders with that sort of weapon?) He told me that would make it too difficult. Duh. "Just knock it off the door and step on it." Interrupt for a heebie-jeebie dance. "I can't do that. This thing is gigantic. I can't just step on it! EEEWWWWWW!" "Well I can't just come home." "O.K., I'll figure something out." End of conversation. More pacing.
Then I hear Tyler crying in the house. Oh right, he probably thinks I have abandoned him. I ran in through the garage to summon my two knights-in-training who would hopefully jump to my aid. I told them I needed their help to get a huge spider. They ran outside full speed to see our celebrity spider. Justin says, "Oh yeah, that's kind of big, Mom." And then he promptly ran over to the other side of the house to build a stream from the garden hose. Tyler on the other hand runs so fast he almost skids into the creepy crawler. "Oh Mom. What are you going to do with it?" "I need to get rid of it." Tyler thought about my answer and said, "When I get bigger, I'll just hit it with my shoe. But his spider family will miss him." And off he ran to splash in Justin's stream.
After I paced for another 10 minutes holding Travis' basketball shoe, Justin said, "Why don't you just knock it down with this broom and than hit it?" What a smart boy. The extra-long broom stick gave me a big boost of bravery and with a big swipe and a "ha-yah!" he was a goner. And I feel much better now. As long as his little spider family doesn't come looking for me...I'm spooked.
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Great story I have to send you a story about my friend stopping on the freeway and flagging down a car to kill the spider in her van.
That's just nasty. Did the spider knock on the door??
Seriously, is that a baby dressed up like a spider? That thing is huge...and gross! Yikers from me!
Justin's friend was the one who actually knocked on the door. But all our attention went directly to that spider. I asked his mom today if her son mentioned the spider when he got home. She said it was big news at their house, too. She is just hoping that any copycat spiders don't come knocking on their door. She said that she would freak out too. Funny how that makes me feel better about being a total ninny.
Scary! I fear spiders like none other and I think I might have cried at seeing that one. I had a similar experience but with a wasp that got into our house a few months ago. I was home alone and I called Jared for help which he obviously couldn't provide. I had to leave home to run some errands but didn't want to come home to a wasp that is hiding who knows where! So I musted up the courage and caught him with the good ol' jar and paper method. I threw him in the neighbor's lawn far away from our house. I was so proud of myself, but so nervous too that I was shaking for several minutes! Ick!
Shannon, I like that "throw it to the neighbors" method. I'm going to pull that one out of my bag of tricks next time. Did I just say next time?
Okay, I can no longer come to your blog until this photo is REMOVED!!! That is just wrong and everyone should be banned from posting spider pictures. I think it should be an official blog rule.
I am sitting here with the chills now...thanks a lot! =) Not to mention I too now feel like doing the heebie-jeebie dance.
Can I just say how I loved that you had to let out a loud "ha-yah" before killing the spider?!?! No matter how big or small a spider is, I always have to yell "ha-yah" as I kill it...It's true that it gives you a little extra courage to get the job done! I'm proud of you for killing that monster!
Goodness, Kayelynn! That story was hilarious because I could totally see myself in your shoes -- calling Jer, begging him to come home. As much as I love the role spiders play in this world, I really don't like them on or near my property. I guess I'm a not-in-my-backyard kind of person. You are so brave!!! That thing was freaky (thankfully he's past-tense).
Bleck! That thing was a monster! I really hate the crunch part and worrying if they're going to make a sudden lunge for your throat or something.
I'm really not looking forward to teaching Insects and Spiders later this year. I may need to think about that one some more...
Ewwww - but man, that would have been cool if you would have caught it to bring to our spiders and bugs preschool lesson this week. Do you still have the body? Just kidding! Did you ever find out what it was?
I was really trying to figure out how to catch the thing, but it was just too creepy! A long, long stick was the only option for me. I left the body on the porch to show Travis when he got home. (That sounds so terrible, doesn't it?) But, it had vanished! Looked like lunch for the neighborhood cat, I think. Yuck!
Holy Cow, I think I would have cried and called Tim home from work. NOT kidding, he would have had to have come home. I got attacked by a chicken once, he didnt rescue me from that either. :( Scary animals. Way to be brave K.
I so sympathize. Eric had to ride in knight-style just last night for me. I can handle the little guys, but when the giant uglies sneak up on me, I'm totally at a loss.
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