Boyfie notices a spider

"MLB" wrote in message
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On 05/14/2012 06:45 PM, Christina Websell wrote:
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On May 9, 10:59 pm, "Christina Websell"
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. She looked at me every day when I wanted to use my
spices.


She probably moved towards the vibration you were making- spiders have
very poor eyesight

Lesley
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No, she didn't move at all, she just crouched there with her huge legs
and
*looked* at me. She was there for quite a few weeks because tackling a
spider of this size was very scary for me but eventually the loins were
girded and she was evicted with no harm to herself. I had the shudders
for
a few minutes afterwards though.
Tweed


The summer I was 17 I took on the task of cleaning our large double
garage. It hadn't been done in years. In the course of the one
afternoon, I dispatched 28 black widow spiders. I hate spiders, but SLC
had an "epidemic" of them at that time./ I hate spiders. MLB

I do not hate them. Hate is a strong word that I reserve for Hitler and Bin
Laden.
I don't like them and I have a problem with the really big ones but that is
my problem, not theirs.

Tweed

On May 14, 5:45*pm, "Christina Websell"
wrote:

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No, she didn't move at all, she just crouched there with her huge legs and
*looked* at me.

It only looked like she was looking at you because she turned her head
in the direction of the vibration although spiders have poor eyesight
they will still turn towards vibration or noise (their hearing isn't
bad and the sense of vibration is superb)

Lesley

Slave of the Fabulous Furballs

"Lesley Madigan" wrote in message
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On May 14, 5:45 pm, "Christina Websell"
wrote:

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No, she didn't move at all, she just crouched there with her huge legs and
*looked* at me.

It only looked like she was looking at you because she turned her head
in the direction of the vibration although spiders have poor eyesight
they will still turn towards vibration or noise (their hearing isn't
bad and the sense of vibration is superb)
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So she turned her head towards me and it only *looked* like she was looking
at me! I'm not sure she turned her head at all, tbh, but having one of the
largest spiders I've ever had in my house appearing to stare at me freaked
me out.
You have to remember I was a true arachnaphobe until I got as bit Buddhist.
Most arachnaphobes will kill any spider because they simply cannot cope with
them. My heart was beating so hard to gather her up and put her outside
unharmed but I managed it. I needed a stiff drink afterwards.
If you are one of those people who can take a large spider in your hand and
remove it without almost dying of fright, I admire you. I wish I could. I
can't. I've come a long way about spiders, but I simply could not touch a
big one unless someone was nearby with a defib.
Tweed

Lesley wrote:

Dave's terrified of wasps- many years ago back before mobile phones
etc I got a call at work from a phone box asking me to rush home as
Dave had seen a wasp and ran out the door, slamming it behind him to
escape the wasp. When he finally stopped rejoicing that he had
escaped the wasp it occured to him that his keys were inside the flat
and he was completely and utterly naked....he had to knock on the flat
next door and when the woman in there came to the door he told her not
to open it but could she just call this number from the pay phone?
And could she not leave her flat for 5 minutes while he scurried off
to the shower room where he had to sit for well over an hour before I
got there with my spare keys and he still wouldn't go in until I went
in and chased the wasp out the window!

That's a really funny story.

Of course I have locked-out-of-the-house-naked story, too. No, it
wasn't me.

A friend of mine locked herself out of her house while stark naked.
She was in the back, fortunately, and could stay hidden among some
trees and bushes. A good friend of hers lived next door and had a
key to her place, but she wasn't about to stroll over there. So she
was stuck on the back porch, unable to figure out what to do.

Next thing she knew, her friend was opening the back door from
inside, having let herself in the front. Rescue! But how did the
friend know to come over at that moment? Turned out that my friend's
border collie figured out that something was wrong, and she (the dog)
ran next door to get the friend. I want one!

Also, years ago when my father had first moved into an apartment
building, he accidentally locked himself out of his apartment. He
had gone out to the hallway to get the newspaper, and the door was
the type that didn't need a key to lock it from the outside. He
shut the door behind him, locking himself out. Only problem was,
all he had on was a pair of briefs (underwear). And he didn't know
anybody yet because he had just moved in. He had to knock on
someone's door, introduce himself and ask the neighbor to call
the apartment manager. I'll bet that's something that neighbor
has never forgotten!

--
Joyce

Beauty and music seduce us first; later, ashamed of our own
sensuality, we insist on meaning. -- Clive Barker

Bastette wrote:

A friend of mine locked herself out of her house while stark naked.
She was in the back, fortunately, and could stay hidden among some
trees and bushes. A good friend of hers lived next door and had a
key to her place, but she wasn't about to stroll over there. So she
was stuck on the back porch, unable to figure out what to do.

Next thing she knew, her friend was opening the back door from
inside, having let herself in the front. Rescue! But how did the
friend know to come over at that moment? Turned out that my friend's
border collie figured out that something was wrong, and she (the dog)
ran next door to get the friend. I want one!

Also, years ago when my father had first moved into an apartment
building, he accidentally locked himself out of his apartment. He
had gone out to the hallway to get the newspaper, and the door was
the type that didn't need a key to lock it from the outside. He
shut the door behind him, locking himself out. Only problem was,
all he had on was a pair of briefs (underwear). And he didn't know
anybody yet because he had just moved in. He had to knock on
someone's door, introduce himself and ask the neighbor to call
the apartment manager. I'll bet that's something that neighbor
has never forgotten!

One reason I never go to the door for any purpose without a robe, or
something that renders me "fit for publication"! (And it took only my
first California earthquake to cure me of sleeping nude.)

"EvelynVogtGamble(Divamanque)" wrote in message
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Bastette wrote:

A friend of mine locked herself out of her house while stark naked.
She was in the back, fortunately, and could stay hidden among some
trees and bushes. A good friend of hers lived next door and had a
key to her place, but she wasn't about to stroll over there. So she
was stuck on the back porch, unable to figure out what to do.

Next thing she knew, her friend was opening the back door from
inside, having let herself in the front. Rescue! But how did the
friend know to come over at that moment? Turned out that my friend's
border collie figured out that something was wrong, and she (the dog)
ran next door to get the friend. I want one!

Also, years ago when my father had first moved into an apartment
building, he accidentally locked himself out of his apartment. He
had gone out to the hallway to get the newspaper, and the door was
the type that didn't need a key to lock it from the outside. He
shut the door behind him, locking himself out. Only problem was,
all he had on was a pair of briefs (underwear). And he didn't know
anybody yet because he had just moved in. He had to knock on
someone's door, introduce himself and ask the neighbor to call
the apartment manager. I'll bet that's something that neighbor
has never forgotten!

One reason I never go to the door for any purpose without a robe, or
something that renders me "fit for publication"! (And it took only my
first California earthquake to cure me of sleeping nude.)

LOL! That reminds me of a friend of my son's. After one earthquake, he saw
some sparks from an electrical box on a nearby pole, so he went outside to
see it better and decide if it was a danger. He'd been out for about five
minutes when he realized he was nude.

Joy

"Joy" wrote:
"EvelynVogtGamble(Divamanque)" wrote in message
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Bastette wrote:

A friend of mine locked herself out of her house while stark naked.
She was in the back, fortunately, and could stay hidden among some
trees and bushes. A good friend of hers lived next door and had a
key to her place, but she wasn't about to stroll over there. So she
was stuck on the back porch, unable to figure out what to do.

Next thing she knew, her friend was opening the back door from
inside, having let herself in the front. Rescue! But how did the
friend know to come over at that moment? Turned out that my friend's
border collie figured out that something was wrong, and she (the dog)
ran next door to get the friend. I want one!

Also, years ago when my father had first moved into an apartment
building, he accidentally locked himself out of his apartment. He
had gone out to the hallway to get the newspaper, and the door was
the type that didn't need a key to lock it from the outside. He
shut the door behind him, locking himself out. Only problem was,
all he had on was a pair of briefs (underwear). And he didn't know
anybody yet because he had just moved in. He had to knock on
someone's door, introduce himself and ask the neighbor to call
the apartment manager. I'll bet that's something that neighbor
has never forgotten!

One reason I never go to the door for any purpose without a robe, or
something that renders me "fit for publication"! (And it took only my
first California earthquake to cure me of sleeping nude.)

LOL! That reminds me of a friend of my son's. After one earthquake, he saw
some sparks from an electrical box on a nearby pole, so he went outside to
see it better and decide if it was a danger. He'd been out for about five
minutes when he realized he was nude.

Joy

I really don't understand why people make such a fuss about nudity. I don't
keep myself covered for my benefit but for those who may be offended.
--
Adrian

Adrian wrote:

I really don't understand why people make such a fuss about nudity. I don't
keep myself covered for my benefit but for those who may be offended.

I suppose it depends upon the culture, but most of us feel pretty
vulnerable if we find ourselves without clothes when everyone around us
is wearing them!