*hugs*
Thank you so much!
You know I wasn't always this pro arachnid. I used to HATE the lil buggers. As a teenager I tortured them ( I know how sad!).
I did my best to raise my son without fear of them. As a toddler it worked.........for insatnce my mother dropped some national geographic books off for me to look through. One had a BUNCH of pics and articles on spiders. O my skin crawled ( especially about the pic and article about the Mexican Cavedwelling Hairless Tarantula.....that thing was HUGE!!!)!
My son being a toddler did not know ugly for pretty, scary from cute so would say "Awww Pidah mama! Tiss da Pidah! Niiiiii pidah!" ( Translation - Aww Spider Mama. Kiss the Spider! Niiiiice Spider!") while pointing excitedly to the page.
Ugh! the things a Mom will do .......
By the time he was 5 he wanted a pet. He REALLY dug spiders SOoOoOo I looked up tarantulas at the local store. Sure they are expensive on the initial buy. In the long run though that is the CHEAPEST pet you can have. Less than 2 dollars a month to feed! LOL!
I figgered this was as good as anyway to get over my own bout of arachniphobia.
A Tarantula for a kid?
Yup. Pink Toed. Real mild, great for families and if you are bit its no worse than a bee sting ( yeah stingy some but far from deadly).
Rosie ( as was her name) was a wonderful pet and because of her I bonded with Spiders.
It was watching her drink from her water dish that really did it for me. She just laid in that thing ( I thought she was depressed lol!) and it was then that I realized that I never knew how spiders drank or bathed ( and I had grown up watching animal specials and what not). That what I was watching was a very intimate and private moment for her. I felt like she was sharing that with me.
After that I started calling her our 8 legged kitten. No she did not play with yarn or scratch up our furniture, though she was soft and fuzzy and patient with anyone who handled her. My son's friends would stare in fascination as she slowly crawled up his arm. Even the shy ones would reach out to pet her soft backside.
Rosie eventually passed away ( and we cried).
Thank you so much for this opportunity to give a glimpse behind the veil of misinformation or fear that weaves itself around one of Natures magnificent creatures.
*hugs da MMS*
C.S.
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