A bathtub sits unused for a week, and a thirsty spider leaves her erstwhile home in an adjacent corner. I see her and hope she will understand as I extend the cardboard core from a toiletpaper roll. She gets inside and I transport her to the window garden downstairs. After the spider disembarks, the roll makes a great chew toy for a doggie.
I really do think spiders are telepathic sometimes.
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