When we lived in Albany, the spiders in our neighbrohood, and in our house, were HUGE. Jim won't kill them either because its mean. He studied these HUGE spiders and got quite comfortable with them, catching them and setting up little habitats for them in many various, tightly sealed containers with air holes, and him and the boys would go down to the pet store and purchase poor little crickets and feed them to the spiders too see how big they could "grow" them. Then if the spiders weren't doing well, he would take them to the 'field' down the road a ways and humanely let them go, if they hadn't died in thier carefully made habitats already. And all the while the spider's habitats (spiders in clear highly visable containers) were perched upon my desk at home and everytime I had to work I had to share my space with them. I had to move the dang things everytime I had guests over so it wouldn't freak anyone out. I guess I got pretty comfortable around spiders, I had no choice really. So, since we moved and are missing (yeah right) our pet spiders from Albany, it seemed pretty fitting for Carter to get a remote control trantula for his birthday.....doesn't it? By the way, Nana just LOVES spiders! Hahahaha just kidding.
Opening the spider:
It MOVES:
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Eek!
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