So fast forward a few hours and now I’m getting up at right around the time my wife is getting home from working the night shift. Sure, I’ve got places to go and things to do, but more importantly, what happened to my science experiment?! What if my wife didn’t see it on the floor and accidentally knocked the glass over, thus unleashing a very pissed off, gruesome-looking spider hunting after me for revenge?!?!?!
Well, it turns out that wasn’t exactly the problem…
I come out to the kitchen to find the floor directly around my experimentation zone covered in some kind of heavy duty bug spray. It turns out that having dead, filleted open bug carcasses out and about tends to attract other scavengers, this time in the form of tiny, tiny ants who were looking to clean up whatever Mr. Spider had left behind. The thing is, while my wife is deathly afraid of the spiders, she’s all about taking the ants out by herself, if by taking out we’re talking about drenching them in massive floods of this bug killer stuff.
The problem was, while my previous night’s victims couldn’t get out from underneath their glass prison, this bug killer spray stuff was nonetheless able to get in, and thus between a combination of powerful pesticides and what I can only assume was a lack of oxygen at that point, my admittedly morbid science experiment was officially over.
I mean, it was probably for the best because murphy’s law tells us that eventually something would’ve gone wrong and the last thing I need is a pent-up, pissed off spider running around out there with my name on its fangs. I did learn, though, not to take these little suckers for granted, that’s for sure! Like I said, we see them running back and forth around the house a lot and always kill them without hesitation – unless you’re up close, they seem much more about speed than killing power, but I think those last couple of photos proved that if nothing else, I sure as shit wouldn’t want to be a cricket or other insect of that approximate size at their mercy!
Let us thank god that, at least for the time being, I’m still the guy with the glass…