Porch Spider Saga
This spider showed up on my balcony. It was friggin gigantic. GIGANTIC. Creep. Me. Out.
I hate to say that he had to be killed – I was in favour of gently luring it into the woods to live out its life in peace. If I had any measure of courage, I would be out there in a full body mosquito net-suit, trying to catch him in a paper cup, then running across the street to release him in the park. But I am a wiener about spiders, so I asked assistance from a gentleman. I suppose I have to accept his methods:


Self-hating, dog-loving and cheese-eating in Toronto. 

