I went by Signe's on the way to the studio this morning to feed the kitties, grabbing the mail and this guy on the way inside. Really. I grabbed him and held him in my hand for a good long while as I checked out a magazine before realizing he was grabbing me back! I 'calmly' put the the mail and him back in the box, did a little shake off dance in the road ridding myself of any lasting spiderness, then grabbed my camera.He was in no hurry to vacate his luxury condo in the sky (aka mail box) so I wasn't too skittish about getting a close up. Maybe he was actually a she and wanted a peak at what was in the envelope from Tiffany's? I don't blame her!
I thought it was fitting that there were a few ads in the mail for exterminators. If they only knew! Had there been a bug man handy I would have easily bought the mongo package saying 'Gas the place!'Spiders really only freak me out with their element of surprise and amount of legs... I could easily coexist with them if they weren't always showing up unexpectedly and showing off their unfair advantage of speed with 6 more legs than me.
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