8 legged friends are good friends …:)
I always feel pretty good about myself when I relocate a spider from the house to the garden. But the experience probably feels different for the spider.
If the two of us could talk, the conversation might go like this:
“What the hell? What’s happening?”
“I’m taking you outside.”
“HELP!”
“I’m not going to hurt you. I’m taking you to the garden.”
“No! Please! No, no, no –“
“Listen, if my wife sees you in the house, she’ll kill you. The garden will be much safer.”
“No, no, no, please –“
“You’ll be fine.”
“Oh god, it feels like I’m going to pass out.”
“I’m sorry you’re feeling this way. Can you try sitting with the discomfort for a second?”
“What?”
“In the human world, we sometimes say that if you — “
“NOT OUTSIDE, I’M BEGGING YOU –“
“Oh Jesus Christ, all right.”
“What just happened? You stopped walking.”
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This made me giggle! Love it.
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