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A heart-racing true story, that just happened in my house: “I think there’s a big-ass spider on the loose,” said the Snook. Me: “How do you know?” “Because he’s molted and his old shell’s hanging above the medicine cabinet.” Me: “Oh neat! Go get a box and I’ll climb up on the toilet to take a closer look....” “Uhhhhh... there’s too many legs. And... it’s still moving.” We caught him mid-molt, it seems. The Snook returned with a bucket, and I carefully trapped him in it against the ceiling. The shock seemed to have shaken him loose from his old shell. He wasn’t happy. Neither was the Snook. We used a bit of plastic to cover the bucket, carried him to the door, and flung him (and his old shell) out into the garden. Thanks for the adrenaline, Mr. Spider! 👋🕷 THE END

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