Since I was pretty sure he wasn't really dead, I placed a glass over him so I wouldn't have a spider running around my house. He still didn't move after another 20 minutes. So, I went to scoop him up into the glass to dispose of him and he freaked out on me. Of course I screamed, my husband laughed and I threw the glass back over the top of him. He decided playing dead was just not working out for him. I managed to work up the courage to slowly lift off the glass and get close enough to him to get an "alive" picture.
Don't ask what happened to him.
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