Brrr… Spiders
See, this is what I was on about before:

I came in last night and there was this massive spider in the bath - I’m arachnophobic… and my hands were shaking so badly as I took the photo that it wound up looking like it’s got about 20 skittery legs. It actually looks more like a spider than an actual spider does. Art you see. Exaggerated reality.
Anyway, I never ever kill them - I persuaded this one to climb into an empty cardboard tube thing, and then I chucked the whole lot out the window. If I fell from that height I would surely die etc, but spiders have a low weight to wind-resistance ratio, so can fall out of airoplanes and be all right. Thank fuck they can’t fly. Doesn’t bear thinking about. I wonder why they can’t fly. There are about a billion species of them and all the other bugs can fly, apart from worms and so on.
Now there’s a conundrum.
Anyway, if I up the contrast it gets even worse:

Damn. That makes me feel extremely uncomfortable.

Birds trump spiders, birds trump spiders, birds trump spiders…
Birds will save me, and although birds aren’t automatically my friends (I don’t think) owls are quite close to cats and cats definitely are my friends, especially snow-cats, and this is a snow cat.

Grrrrr….. etc.





