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It's getting colder so the grocery store is selling wood. They keep it in the little foyer / entrance way to our local Bi-Lo. DF and I had finished shopping - I think for $50 we got a package of bologna, loaf of bread, and a gallon of milk - so I was stunned as we pushed the cart towards the foyer. DF stopped in his tracks and tapped the ground with the toe of his boot. I, still in shock, finally looked down to see a large, hairy spider. This was no ordinary arachnid - she was dark brown and about the size of a Reese Cup.
At first glance with her being that large I thought she was a bubble gum machine plastic spider only thicker. I remembered a large pickle jar still sitting by the Coinstar machine - ran around the corner, got it, grabbed a paper and bent down to pick her up. This caused QUITE a stir. There were shrieks (okay people she's a spider) and (OMG's) and noises like bleeeehhhh uuuueeeeeew uhhhhhgg.
I perservered and scooped her up and popped her in the jar and off we went to the country. Had we left her there? Someone would have beaten her to death with that firewood as I'm sure that's how she got IN the store. And of course the first thing most people would do is stomp on her and that's not acceptable. I told DF she was probably sitting as nice as she could in the foyer - 2 of 8 legs poised in the air trying to flag someone down ""scuse me mister - can you?, hewwo I need to get outt dis place." and yet HE was the only one that was charmed by her beguiling voice.
We let her loose in the woods near to our house and she literally hopped in the air at smelling freedom. So now - Hairyette lives in the 1/3 acre woods, under a stump and promised to keep bugs from going towards our home like any good spider would.
At first glance with her being that large I thought she was a bubble gum machine plastic spider only thicker. I remembered a large pickle jar still sitting by the Coinstar machine - ran around the corner, got it, grabbed a paper and bent down to pick her up. This caused QUITE a stir. There were shrieks (okay people she's a spider) and (OMG's) and noises like bleeeehhhh uuuueeeeeew uhhhhhgg.
I perservered and scooped her up and popped her in the jar and off we went to the country. Had we left her there? Someone would have beaten her to death with that firewood as I'm sure that's how she got IN the store. And of course the first thing most people would do is stomp on her and that's not acceptable. I told DF she was probably sitting as nice as she could in the foyer - 2 of 8 legs poised in the air trying to flag someone down ""scuse me mister - can you?, hewwo I need to get outt dis place." and yet HE was the only one that was charmed by her beguiling voice.
We let her loose in the woods near to our house and she literally hopped in the air at smelling freedom. So now - Hairyette lives in the 1/3 acre woods, under a stump and promised to keep bugs from going towards our home like any good spider would.
