... and I don't like it one bit.
Now, it's well established the Brown-Mouse household is pretty spider-friendly. I quite like our seasonal spider fluctuations. St Andrew's Cross, followed by Garden Orb Weavers, followed by the Leaf Curlers. And don't forget the wee ones that live in the Basil, and the Huntsmen I encourage to live outside.
But this new one, I don't like her at all.
Now, it's well established the Brown-Mouse household is pretty spider-friendly. I quite like our seasonal spider fluctuations. St Andrew's Cross, followed by Garden Orb Weavers, followed by the Leaf Curlers. And don't forget the wee ones that live in the Basil, and the Huntsmen I encourage to live outside.
But this new one, I don't like her at all.
Pic from hereI suspect it's all in the shape. Most of the spiders that hang around our long, thin garden have nice, round, plump-looking bodies. This one is long and thin, and looks like the tip of a dead man's finger. (Although, on making this observation Mr Brown did ask how the hell would I know? How many dead mens' fingers had I seen? I got to answer 1! HA, so there Mr Smarty Brown. And the spider is a pretty fair facsimile.) The photo does not do the creepiness of the body shape any justice. Our spider's body is more wrinkly, like your pinkie after a long bath, only grey.
Anyway, a bit of googling identified her for me, she's a Golden Orb Weaver. Despite her looks she's quite well behaved and I can attest to her reluctance to bite, I've poked her several times and stroked a knee knobble, and I've not been bitten yet.
Though, now that I think of it, I should probably do the googling first, poking later. I'm sure that's what my mum would have told me, had we had google back in the day!
Posts
11 comments:
Eeeeeek!
I'll take my white spider with pink stripes thank you!
And yes, please research thoroughly, then poke!
;o)
- Lee
Your spider is much prettier, but now I know this one is an orb weaver, I don't find her quite so revolting.
Maybe her wrinkles will fill out when she has caught some flies for you?
What a poetic name: golden orb weaver. I have to admit that the name totally make me like your new spider. It just goes to show you, you can't just a book by its cover.
And I love that your way of figuring out if a spider is a biter is by poking it with your finger. Love it!
Farily erratic weaving in the pictured web - your girl any better?
Stroked a knee knobble? Oh... I think I just turned gay. I don't bite! Unless you want me to.
Zoomie, she'll be waiting a while then, too cold for flie at the moment. Fingers crossed she likes moths.
E - the pollen caught in the web makes it sheen in a certain light. And be assured, I poke nothing red or orange, the danger, danger signal.
S - she started with a nice neat web but she's not so good at the daily mending. I read once it gets too tatty she pulls it down and starts afresh.
Cookie, I only stroke bright yellow knee knobbles, do you have bright yellow knee knobbles?
Christ on a bike! Now I love spiders but that bugger would be under two stone of telephone directory before you could say "what spider" - give me my tiny jumping spiders any day..ewwww
Roo, Shall I make it worse? That's actually pretty close to life size!
eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeew
Roo, you big girls' blouse, pah! That's NOTHING compared to the huntsmen Miss Pingu finds for me in the laundry! Big as Mr Brown's hand, those buggers.
Post a Comment