Do mice love cats?
Nov. 20th, 2020 10:03 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
todayiamadaisyExcitement today! (Very mild.) We went to the supermarket early to do our weekly shop and carried the bags out to my mother's car. I raised the boot and said, "Ooh!" I pointed at the thing I'd just seen.
My mother leant forward, finger extended to poke the thing, then jumped back and said, "Ooh!"
"Why were you going to poke it?" I asked her.
"I don't have my glasses on, I thought it was a snail."
It wasn't a snail, though. It was a large wolf spider. (Arachnophobes, don't click that link.)
We left it there, on the side of the boot lid, until we got home. Then my mother found a long stick and poked the spider gently until it ran off the car and into the garden. "I don't begrudge it living," she said firmly, "but not in my car."
My mother leant forward, finger extended to poke the thing, then jumped back and said, "Ooh!"
"Why were you going to poke it?" I asked her.
"I don't have my glasses on, I thought it was a snail."
It wasn't a snail, though. It was a large wolf spider. (Arachnophobes, don't click that link.)
We left it there, on the side of the boot lid, until we got home. Then my mother found a long stick and poked the spider gently until it ran off the car and into the garden. "I don't begrudge it living," she said firmly, "but not in my car."