So, now we have this "pet" spider - very large, black, hairy, spider. After consulting with Ms. Google, I found that people actually do keep these darlings as pets, so perhaps we are not that kooky, he hum.
Well, we kept said spider for several weeks snatching bugs to keep her on the hunt. This cool little habitat has this little cave like structure in one corner that she eventually grew very fond of. Before we knew it she had built this web/nest inside there and she would hang out there for the day. They do not build the typical lacy web like most spiders do. They have this small thick tangled mass of webbing. Well, she holed up in there for weeks. We never saw her poke her head out or come hunting the nice juicy insects that we painstakingly caught for her. After two or three weeks of her being AWOL we figured she went up to spidey heaven. We figured it was time to open the habitat outdoors and let her out(if she was still alive) and if not it was just time to get the habitat outside. With no pouncing show to watch she had lost her charm. So out she went in mid July. The habitat was stationed by our deck just in case something started happening.
Two weeks went by. I was headed out the back door, toward the deck, and who was there to greet me but "Spinderella". That is what my then 9 year old son named her. She was sitting on our back steps literally saying "Hey, I've missed you and I want to live in my habitat in your house". I understand spider-speak. I made the assumption that it was our Spinderella so I scooped her up, gathered up the habitat and went on a hunt for feeder flies.
To be continued.........