Or maybe it's the next generation of friendly neighborhood arachnids. This one came and went in pretty much the same manner as her predecessor: now you see her, now you don't. My kitchen sink is the place. I can live with it. At least under the current circumstances -- small spider, appears rarely and quickly disappears.
5 comments:
What if she's having babies? Did I ever tell you the story about the spider whose babies clung to her body until my friend took a swat at the mother? Then they scattered, dozens of them. If I were you, Pam, and so enamored of her, I would catch the little darling and find her a home outside.
She was over at my house yesterday, also. My daughter said, "There's a spider in your sink." I didn't tell her that it had come from your house. My daughters already worry about my sanity enough!
That is so funny, Annette! That's a long walk from my house to yours. Will ya please just keep it over there?
Kathie, I think I do remember your telling me about the scattering spiders. I'm no fool. I'm gonna be reeeeally nice to this little thing.
At least she's not one of those big black furry kind that hops and gets lost in your closet. (shudder)
I'm glad it goes west to Annette's and not east to my house. I have those pesky moths to deal with. Although, maybe the spider would catch them.
Post a Comment