It’s 97 today and my friends are coming out of the woodwork-actually their holes in the ground. We love our little critters and they’re not dangerous unless you’re an insect or scorpion and they eat you. Here, in New River, we don’t have any stop lights, city water or sewer. We do have our own species of tarantula, the New River Rust Rump. He saved one that was swimming in the pool yesterday and then He found one in the garage which is not a good thing since the bugman just made his visit on Thursday and we were worried about the tarantula. You can see why it is called a “Rust Rump”.
He took it across the driveway and let it go into the vacant yard where there’s no poison
Go, Spidey, Go!