
Many ornery rural folk, who steel seets, and generally act like jerks. Karma on them!


I wish that I could have bottled the feeling in the air in that place. Not because it was pleasant, but because it was CRAZY! The auctioneer rattles on like any auctioneer would, except that he is looking for bidders on a rare kind of lop-eared rabbit and not on a holstien heffer or a sweet Datsun. :)
One of the species that i handled when i volunteered at the BUG-ROOM in Edmonton.
and as I sat there the bidding started at $50...
No Takers.
No Takers.
No Takers.
...and ended up and $10 and still no-one was bidding... I guess farmers don't want spiders.
and so i bid... ended up with both for 15$.
so now i have 2 spiders.
And i know i have a few friends who will not want to visit me now... I am sorry! But they had no home! No Tarantulove at all! Because i love you phobes i have posted no pictures, and Amy said she would take them if people were scared to visit...
I have given them names based on their female gender and their stripy legs...
The big one is Raggedy Anne and the smaller one is Pippy Long-Stockings, Pippy for short...
I played them Tarantulove, by Mister Workman so they would feel at home, but think they are more into hip hop cause they didn't dance at all....
And after looking up their care on the internet it seems that i will have to turn up the heat in my house, as 16C is not warm enough for them... My sister will shake her head that i froze her all winter and a spider makes me turn up the heat. Funny.
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