Tuesday, 2 January 2007

Hairy legs

Since I evicted the large female huntsman from my kitchen, a smaller male has taken up residence in the hall. I suspect he was there all along but kept a low profile—maybe because he didn't want to end up as dinner. (Hers, not mine.)

I caught the first spider in a vase (no jar was big enough) and relocated her to the shed, where there's plenty of food. Trapping her was relatively easy as the kitchen has a low ceiling. She couldn'r scuttle too far out of my reach. Getting the hall spider will be more difficult as he's not only very skittish but the hall has 11' ceilings. I don't fancy my chances securing him in a vase while I'm up a ladder. Something terrible involving broken legs will happen to one or both of us.