Many years ago, I decided to feed my B. albopilosum sling a cricket. The brave boi made his burrow under a walnut.
So... I dropped a very tiny cricket. The first thing cricked did was running under a walnut.
1s ... nothing
5s ... nothing
15s... spider bolted away from the burrow like crazy.
The cricket poked its head from under his new burrow and started vibrating/buzzing/wobbling (they apparently do it to fend off any predators).
The poor and homeless fluffy boi was trying to gently approach the walnut and was kindly asking the new landlord to let him in. But the cricket was relentless. Again, it poked its head out and started buzzing. And again, the spider bolted away in panic.
This had repeated 4 times until I finally showed some mercy and rehoused the cricket.
The B. albo was rewarded with a tiny mealworm, although it was suspicious at first (honestly, I was laughing so hard I would hug the spider if it wasn't microscopic). Cause you know... you can never trust these bugs. They come into your house and kick you out
So... I dropped a very tiny cricket. The first thing cricked did was running under a walnut.
1s ... nothing
5s ... nothing
15s... spider bolted away from the burrow like crazy.
The cricket poked its head from under his new burrow and started vibrating/buzzing/wobbling (they apparently do it to fend off any predators).
The poor and homeless fluffy boi was trying to gently approach the walnut and was kindly asking the new landlord to let him in. But the cricket was relentless. Again, it poked its head out and started buzzing. And again, the spider bolted away in panic.
This had repeated 4 times until I finally showed some mercy and rehoused the cricket.
The B. albo was rewarded with a tiny mealworm, although it was suspicious at first (honestly, I was laughing so hard I would hug the spider if it wasn't microscopic). Cause you know... you can never trust these bugs. They come into your house and kick you out
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