A week or so ago Cheryl came up for the weekend to see Nicole, Ethan, Ella, and Olivia. While we were sitting down at dinner, Alan looks up at me and asks "did I tell you that I have a pet spider?" I thought he was joking but I played along and said "no, tell me about your spider." He proceeded to tell me about a tiny daddy long legs spider that he would watch while he was doing his duty in the bathroom. He even told about a time when he found a little bug and fed it to the spider and he watched as it wrapped the bug up in a web and then devoured it. I immediately felt a panic because I remembered cleaning the bathroom floor that morning and I had found a spider in the corner. Spiders are not welcome in my home so, unfortunately, I helped it reach the measure of its creation. Had Alan let me know sooner that he had a pet spider, the poor thing could have lived longer, but I had no way of knowing that the tiny spider was a house pet. Oops!!!
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