I was just outside cleaning our porch and taking down my summer decorations in order to dress it for Fall, when I found this in my pail of rocks.
Remember I have a severe case of Arachnaphobia and you can probably imagine the piercing scream I let out as it ran towards my hand. I dropped the pail, screamed for the hubster repeatedly and ran for it onto the drive.
Can you believe despite all this racket and me screaming "big, spider, I think it's a Tarantula - hurry", he literally saunters out of the garage, grinning away and telling me to calm down. You won't be surprised to hear I smacked him as he ambled past and gave him a shove to hurry up before it escaped.
I have to say he was a little more cautious as he approached the pail, as I repeatedly said "it really is huge this time" (in the past it has maybe been expanded by my imagination). As I hurriedly headed indoors he called out "it's a Wolf spider and harmless".
Maybe so Mr, but it was bloody huge and about 6 times the size of any spider I've ever seen before! The hubster just came in to see if I was okay and said "yes you can call that a big spider" and now he's laughing at me.
I am recovering before I venture out again.