October 3rd, 2011
|Date:||October 4th, 2011 12:15 am (UTC)|| |
|Date:||October 4th, 2011 01:07 am (UTC)|| |
I read "anarcho-kitty" and clicked. I fail at life.
I knew I didn't want to click that. You were even nice enough to cut it for me. WHY DID I CLICK THAT OH GOD
|Date:||October 4th, 2011 06:22 am (UTC)|| |
I am arachnophobic as hell, and it's still just goddamn adorable. (Also, the song of its people is apparently Jilted Lovers and Broken Hearts, because that's what I'm listening to now and it's just about on perfect beat.)
Usually I hate spiders, but this one is just so gosh darn cute.
I didn't know spiders could be cute. But he is! Look how cute he is!
Jumping spiders are not only very agile; they are quite intelligent. Don't worry about the one jumping around your house; worry about when his comrades figure out how to throw a web around a weapon trigger.
I had a spider rear up on it's back 4 legs & FUCKING HISS AT ME, once. I considered the action to be an open proclamation of intent to kill me, and began throwing literally every object I could get my grubby, terrified hands on at it, while backing away through the length of the house (clear out the door) and screaming as loudly as possible. Mein gott, THE FEAR. Holy shit. I just gave myself goosebumps remembering it.
|Date:||October 5th, 2011 08:39 am (UTC)|| |
Thank you, functioning amygdala.
Now imagine the same situation... ON ACID
|Date:||October 4th, 2011 08:16 pm (UTC)|| |
This is so damn adorable I have no words.
I will admit, this is kind of adorable.
I exist in an uneasy alliance with my spiders. I don't kill or harass them, and enforce only one rule: Do Not Touch The Humans, Or Crawl On The Things They Are Using. Spiders who violate the One Rule are swiftly exiled to the garden - for most of the year, this is like being "exiled" to a resort hotel with a 24-hour buffet. In winter, not so much. Sometimes I have a heart and just relocate them to the basement, where they can continue their endless hillbilly wars.
I wholeheartedly adopt the One Rule, as of right now.
Except in my house, I do believe the punishment for violating the One Rule will be immediate death by smooshing.
My rule is: They don't come in my house, I don't go in theirs. This applies to all insects. I usually keep spiders around though, as if they're here it means there's something for them to eat. Sometimes I'll throw them into one of my plants. They won't hurt them, and they'll eat the bugs on them. Living in an apartment makes it harder to toss them outside.
I also like having some spiders around, since my theory is that every spider I do see is probably equivalent to about a hundred other bugs I will never have to see, and at least the spiders have the common sense to stay away from the big stompy thing.
Although, where I live we're restricted to basically two kinds of fairly mild-mannered indoor spiders; little yellow ones with boots that hunt and occasionally get into trouble, and larger dark ones with long legs and spiky knees that spin webs and sit quietly until they die and have to be swept up.
None of them have ever hissed at me, I think if that ever happened there would be an instant household-wide arachnid genocide. Maybe that's Rule Two: Do Not Be Scary, This Is Not Australia, We Do Not Have The Patience For That Sort Of Nonsense Here.
Yeah, where I live little things aren't a problem. We don't even have poisonous snakes. If it's not a badger, rabid raccoon, bear or moose, you're pretty much okay. I have never heard a spider hiss. That would be trippy.