Jaime, your frog is very cute! I love frogs. Sometime I'll post my pics of a frog in the swimming pool - the chlorine didn't seem to affect him but I took him down to the river. My frineds who wanted to off the bullfrog because it is a non-native species that is rapidly driving out many native frog species. But hey, it's not the animal's fault that he was born with the genes of a bullfrog.
Now spiders are a different story and there I am the first to admit to being hypocritical about them. Their is a particularly nastp spider that lives - did I say live? :rolleyes: I mean thrives! - in the Pacific Northwest called the Wolf spider. Warning: Viewing the following image could permanently burning itself into your brain and if you weren't an insomniac before, well....view at your own risk!
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Wolf spiders are particularly nightmarish. Most of the ones I see this time year are 3-5", although they grow much larger in nearby rainforests. They are enormous, black, thick hairy and not only do they run VERY fast, they JUMP! HIGH!! And they are related to tarantulas. Unlike unobtrusive spiders who quietly spin webs , in corners rarely dusted,
waiting for pesky flies and mosquitoes to wander into their trap. wolf spiders aggressively hunt for food, roaming their territory throughout the night in search of prey. Rumor has it they derived their name from their prey!
I am too afrid to get close enough to kill them - did I mention they excell at high and broad jumping? - So out comes my savior, the built-in central vac. (You can beat these monsters over and over with a broom, they don't stay dead! But that's another story.) Back to the vacuum, which sucked up all that could be found (comforting thought :rolleyes: ). I can't help but wonder with all the spiders I suck up, if they end up cannabalizing themselves or reproducing? Both are the stuff of nightmares. Better leave that one alone - it's 2 am.
Preparing last for bed last night, I poofed 7 wolf spiders from my home in half hour. It was as if they new I was about to turn out the lights and they bravely ventured out, one or two at a time, each set of eight eyes (very scary when a spider's eight eyes are large enough to see!) seemingly following me, reading my intent. Seriously, when I casually approached one with the hose turned off, still feel away, it ran TOWARDS me! I bravely let out a battle shriek (or I hope that's how it interpreted my scream of terror), and managed to suck it up with the vacuum before it could climb my leg. Eventually all 7 were now residing in a canaster that I will NEVER clean out!, including the 2 on my ceiling above the bed, just waiting to rapidly repel to my sleeping form. Then the paranoia set in. What if that was the advance scouting party? What if there were others - many others - lurking in the deepest shadows watching my every move with all 8 eyes, plotting revenge for killing their mates as soon as I turned out the lights? Guess who didn't sleep last night?
Did I mention I'm arachnophobic? The positive thing about Wolf spiders is they have taught me in comparison, other spiders are not to be as feared. But that doesn't mean I have to like them either. And no way am I going near enough to kill them by hand!
Guess who is not sleeping tonight?!