Spider one-upmanship

[supertinks]

ok, so Caro posted pics of a spider she saw in her garden. mistakenly labeled as a Wolfie.

I can quite categorically state that the spider I have taken pictures of this evening is most definately a Wolf Spider. There are photos and a couple of videos on www.dropshots.com/supertinks. Since Caro's warnings did not seem to work the first time around, I will reiterate:

If you do not like spiders, please do not click on the link to see the pictures. This particular spider is a very old Wolf Spider, and is therefore massive and scary. I take no responsibility for anyone who complains about how scared they are upon seeing the pictures, you know what they are.

Comments

[rhube.livejournal.com]

Bleurgh! Yeah, that's definitely a wolfie. I don't like spiders, but I'm not squeemish about seeing images of them on the screen.

[supertinks.livejournal.com]

awesome isnt she!

the way she jumped and fought to get out of the glass was fantastic. Apparently, when Jamie released her outside, he didnt realise Mr Fidget was right next to him, and as soon as the spider moved he pounced after it, but she got away.

tell you what though, it scared the crap out of me when I saw/heard it run across the living room floor

[rhube.livejournal.com]

Yurgh! Yeah, spiders like that are horrible. Unfortunately, Pluto's house is full of them, and I had to evict two ginormous ones whilst I was there this time. I do like being home!

[delvy.livejournal.com]

i see your spider and raise you a bigger one!

http://www.flickr.com/photos/greatbigshowoff/1352368006/in/set-72157601937314009/

[rhube.livejournal.com]

Wow - that's awesome!

[hungry-pixel.livejournal.com]

Oh! THOSE are wolf spiders! Jolly good. I daftly assumed that a garden spider was a Wolfie because they’re, er, FAR scarier-looking to me :-). I’ve had a Wolf spider in my bathroom for the past week or so – he* left a shed skin for me this morning which gave me a terrible fright as at first I thought he’d died! I rescue him from the bath most days, and make sure the cats don't eat him. He’s called Kevin, for no reason (actually no reason – no bearing on my ex, he just looked like a Kevin).

[supertinks.livejournal.com]

we had one living in our bathroom when I first moved in. she had a nest behind the toilet, we called her Gloria.