My husband is a big tough guy...or at least he pretends to be. This morning he was laying on the couch enjoying a good book, when he jumped up shouting "Spider!" He jumped off the couch as fast as a my 7year old jumps up for dessert. He quickly grabbed a shoe and began smacking the pillow where he assumed it was hiding. But the furry little guy didn't show himself. My husband,with shoe held high, awaited his prey.
I saw what was happening and thought this stand-off would never end unless I came to his aid. Carefully, I peeled back the couch cushion, prepping myself for a giant arachnid to lunge at me. Nothing. The kids were all standing around us now, cheering us on. They had faith that we would protect them from the invader. I decided we had to make a drastic move. We had to pull the lever to release the foot rest. I grabbed the lever. The foot rest popped out and there he was. A tiny little black spider, no bigger than an ant, scrambled across the floor. I only had a second to feel bad for the little guy before my husband squashed him. I couldn't believe all that commotion for such a tiny creepy creature.
Have a great weekend!
Kathy
I saw what was happening and thought this stand-off would never end unless I came to his aid. Carefully, I peeled back the couch cushion, prepping myself for a giant arachnid to lunge at me. Nothing. The kids were all standing around us now, cheering us on. They had faith that we would protect them from the invader. I decided we had to make a drastic move. We had to pull the lever to release the foot rest. I grabbed the lever. The foot rest popped out and there he was. A tiny little black spider, no bigger than an ant, scrambled across the floor. I only had a second to feel bad for the little guy before my husband squashed him. I couldn't believe all that commotion for such a tiny creepy creature.
Have a great weekend!
Kathy
I love it when our tough guys reveal their squishy centres :)
ReplyDeleteSarah- They're so cute aren't they?
ReplyDeleteYour recollection of the facts doesn't match mine...
ReplyDeleteHahaha you have selective memory!
ReplyDeleteMy brave, strong husband becomes a big baby at the sight of a spider. When we were courting I once put a tomato top on his pillow and it nearly ruined a beautiful romance.
ReplyDeleteI hate spiders so much I almost didn't come to read your post!
ReplyDeleteGreat story but I hope your husband doesn't read this!
HMG
Jean- I thought mine actually liked spiders for the longest time because he refused to kill them. Now I know he was terrified!
ReplyDeleteHeather- LOL! I know me too, I can't even look at pictures of them!
Haha! Love this - all that for a little scared spider!
ReplyDeleteHe killed that tiny little defenseless spider? Shame on him. I always insist that Mr A. puts spiders outside without harming a hair on their legs. I, meanwhile, am usually hiding in another room!
ReplyDeletehahaha. I save my hubby from spiders and he saves me from roaches ;)
ReplyDeleteTalli- Can you imagine if they ever evolved to be 3 times their size? We would be frozen with fear!
ReplyDeleteRosalind- I feel bad anytime I kill a bug/spider. I have to tell it "sorry" and hope its spirit will forgive me.
Lynda- OHH I don't like roaches either.