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Gustavo: Spider of Doom

I'll admit it.  I'm a scaredy-cat.  I freak out when we go to the zoo and Porch wants to look at snakes and spiders and creepy-crawly yucky things.  I do okay when we go camping, my dad and grandpa taught me long ago not to be afraid of Daddy Long Legs and that they're good for us and whatever.  So I'm not the kid pluckin' the legs off of the Daddy Long Legs.  I survive the day to day life with spiders and such without screaming every time I see a spider.  Though I did (jokingly) get Porch to come kill a spider the other day that was roughly the size of this period (.).

All joking aside please as I reveal to you the newest member of our household, Gustavo.  Never in my life have I been so damn paranoid about going out the back door or coming in at the end of the day.  He's this mythical spider that Porch and our friend saw one weekend while out back grilling and Porch told me about him and I was freaked just by a verbal description; I hadn't had the pleasure of coming face to face with Gustavo.  Until today.

So proud of myself.  Kinda wanted to shit myself but ---- Didn't freak out.  Didn't scream.  Simply put everything down, took this great picture so I could prove I had seen him, gathered all of my shit and ran up the stairs without looking back.  My skin crawls just thinking about it.  Bleh.

Anyway, enjoy this monstrous spider.  Imma head out for a walk/run with Porch in mah fancy new runnin' shoes.





xoxo,


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