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Arachnaphobia, Anyone?


The tropical rains this week have their way of bringing out the critters. We were coming home from working at the lot at dusk tonight and I went to the clotheslines to take down the clothes before the dew set in...when I almost stepped on a tarantula. At least I had shoes on (I don't walk barefoot, unlike my Indian husband) but Norberto was walking straight toward it, sans shoes!

Paraguayans call them pollito araƱas (Chicken Spider) 'cause, well, they kill chickens. It was about the size of my hand. I say "was" because my courageous husband dropped a 2X4 on it. Sorry for all the animal activists...with a toddler tromping around (he's a little barefoot Indian) we can't take any chances.

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  1. Hi, I came to your blog through the stay-at-home- missionary. I too am a missionary. I live in Costa Rica married to a Costa Rican. We have an 8 month old son.

    I am afraid of spiders even the little ones. When it rains here the spiders come out too. Our house seems to be infested with them. Thankfully no tarantulas inside but we have had some big ones. So glad you saw it before you little one.

    So glad to meet you! God bless!

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