Just a little while ago, the husband unit and I were standing by my computer in our room and talking about whatever, when I caught movement out of the corner of my eye. I automatically turned to see what it was and holy crap I almost peed my pants. There was a wolf spider on MY side of the bed taking a Sunday stroll.
I jumped back, grabbed his arm and spun him around while pointing frantically at it and told him that it better not live to make it as far as my pillow!
Now if I'd been alone, I'd have grabbed something to knock it off the bed with, and something to smash it flat with, and then hope to God it didn't scurry under the bed while I put that plan of attack into action.
However, being the manly man that he is, he lunged into action with bare hands.
I'm telling you it was like watching the Spartans springing into action in 300.
He corralled that critter and without hesitation carried it away (in his bare hands, people!!) from my delicate sensitivities.
That's love, baby.
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"He corralled that critter and without hesitation carried it away (in his bare hands, people!!) from my delicate sensitivities.
That's love, baby. "
I agree, he must really love that spider! :)
Man, I planted that critter in the bathroom so it would "surprise" you while sitting on the pot.
I distinctly remember telling him the bedroom was off limits.
Spiders, they never listen to instruction.
You people!!
Here ya' go!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWpz2OYf1QU
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