Friday, July 4, 2008

CRITTERS

Big Daddy took the girls swimming yesterday. I used this delightful opportunity to go commune with nature (i.e., weed the garden) without the "help" of the cherubs.

So, there I was, merrily getting covered in nature, pulling out handfuls of weeds, responding to the repeated calls of "Hi, Mom!" and "Whatcha doin', Mom?" from my girls in the pool. I pulled a clump of weeds adjacent to an onion plant, and saw in the resulting hole in the dirt what looked like the carcass of a beetle or something. I was curious, so I poked it. To my horror, the "beetle carcass" flipped over, spread out its legs, and revealed itself to be an enormous spider (note, I'm not a big fan of being surprised by unexpected critters, and I am not a big fan of spiders, especially big, hairy ones like the one that was now poised to strike if I moved a muscle).

Fortunately for you, my readers, Big Daddy was in reach of a camera to document my dilemma. Here I am, after first recoiling in terror from the vicious beast.

My first course of action was to try to get the spider out of the garden so I could continue weeding. Now, there was no way in creation that I was going to go near that thing with any part of my body, so I began grabbing gardening tools and tossing them at the spider. But, Spidey the Fearless didn't budge. After availing myself of all nearby gardening implements and several small rocks, I started to wonder if spraying it with Deep Woods Off from a safe distance would be effective. Then, the most unnerving thing of all happened ...

The spider began burrowing into the ground, right next to a yellow onion plant!!! I am mortified to think that there could be more of those big, hairy, creepy critters living right below the surface of my garden's soil, waiting to attack me when I pull out a weed. Yikes!

Needless to say, that little clump of weeds near the yellow onion plant is staying right where God put it. And I'll be wearing my gardening gloves from now on. And I'll be gardening standing up, despite the obvious opportunities that gives Big Daddy to take pictures of my back side sticking up in the air. Which he will.

7 comments:

Tanya said...

I am laughing so hard and really wishing Big Daddy had been close enough to get some still frames of your facial expressions. LOL!!!

Muthering Heights said...

Ugh! How on earth did you maintain your composure???

HRH said...

Ok, that was seriously funny. Do you want to borrow my snake-fighting boots? I am thinking they might work for spiders as well.

I am buying Big Daddy a telephoto lens for Christmas.

Nanny Goats In Panties said...

What on earth (no pun intended) are spider doing burrowing in the garden? Aren't they supposed to be busy hiding in the dark corners of your house and skittering across your bed pillows?

Kellan said...

I'd have left it there too! Cute story!

Have a good Sunday - Kellan

Kellan said...

Hi Karen - thanks for coming by today. Hope you had a great weekend - Kellan

Julia said...

haha. this post made me laugh because I'm totally the same way...throwing gardening tools at it...yeah i've learn that is not too effective. sadly, my boy (who should be the one killing these things) as taken on my phobia and also runs to find a rock to throw as well. I'd keep some spider killer spray in my tool belt...if i wore one.