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When I say I have an infestation, I mean that they are everywhere. Outside, they are in each of the coops, in the rabbit barn, in the garden, in the hoop house, in the car hut, in the solar dehydrator, in the trees, in the wood pile, everywhere. They are also in the house, which I really don't like AT ALL. A spider here or there, hey, that's not a problem. But having several in the bathroom, under the beds, in the kitchen, hiding in drawers, under the sink, in my beer bottling bucket, in the bookshelf....that's way too many in the house, dang it. Apparently, we have been having primo spider breeding weather this summer, and so I have many little friends with multiple eyes living with me now. Eight legged roommates, what fun.
At first I scooped them up and stuck them outside, but then they kept coming back and bringing their cousins. Now, I smash them with a shoe or whatever is handy. Cruel, I know, but when you find ten in ONE DAY in your house, it is smashing time dang it!
Did I mention that these are really big spiders? The smallest I have found was the size of a quarter. I have found multiple that are the size of a fifty cent piece or larger. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHH! Try finding one of those in your bed when you are ready to crawl into it, and tell me how long you'd not start smashing. (Huge spider in bed = not sleeping in there that night, nuh uh, no way)
If the old saying "kill a spider and it will rain" is actually true, I'd better get out and start building that ark.
I've had luck with the sticky mouse traps catching more than mice - spiders, crickets, snakes. Having a snake in the house is another eeeeek episode. Put out lots of sticky mouse traps in your house and that will help deplete the spider population. Joyce H.
ReplyDeleteOoooh! Great Idea, Joyce. Thank you!
DeleteI JUST had one of those try to climb up my leg yesterday! I was cleaning the coat closet by our front door barefoot, felt a tickle... EEEEEEEEK! I'm not a scaredy cat by any means, but I started screaming, shook it off, and then did the ugh-nasty-scary-spider-up-my-leg dance and ripped my jeans off to make sure it wasn't still in there. My kids and hubby sadly witnessed this, but were too stunned to even make fun of me. Glad to know it wasn't a wolf spider. :)
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