So apparently my house has become a spider magnet recently. I have spent more time removing spiders from my front porch than I have actually sitting on it. I don’t know what this attraction is, my guess would be all the mosquitoes that have also invaded my little slice of paradise. Normally they are just normal sized spiders, I sweep them off the porch or move them over to the woods. The other day I about had a heart attack when I walked out on my porch to see this:
I missed her at first (not sure how the hell I managed that), but when I moved my chair to sit, she moved and freaked me the hell out! So I had to take down her web and move her to the woods. Her web went from the overhang on the porch to the cement slab and took up almost the entire porch. Later that day, I have to go to work, so I walk to my truck and Holy Crap:
That was an awesome day! There is one that built a web in between two trees and just kind of hangs out 15 ft above my truck. I am waiting for the day she drops on me.
Now, I said PETS and pests, so let us get to the pet part. My son, the Hellion, is weird. I don’t mind spiders as long as they aren’t near me, but my son takes it to a new level. He has decided to adopt one of the porch spiders as his pet. He named him Aragog and checks on him everyday. He has informed me, I am NOT allowed to move this spider. At least he doesn’t want him inside!