This is Not My House…

… I really don’t think I could live in a house decorated with a spider of this size.
(Or of any size).

There are Decorations.
And there Spiders.
Two distinct categories.
Not for mixing up.

In spider news we have seen a couple in the house over the past couple of days. Big Octobery ones. It’s so rainy and horrid I feel bad putting them out. (They are House spiders after all). I don’t mind if they live in the hearth, and keep themselves to themselves, which in fairness they often do. But I can’t settle if they’re running riot round the carpet, with football rattles, all over my feet in the evenings.

I know.
They’re animals.
And I call myself an animal lover.

They’ve got a couple of legs too many to really relax with though haven’t they… ??

Don’t start me on why I like octopi.
(Pi? Pusses?).