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As promised, pics of the new addition... Sorry for the crappy quality. I couldn't win the macro wars with this digital camera, I'm afraid. They will improve as he gets bigger.
Sitting on the edge of his new home...
Going for a stroll on Mom's wrist...
Just as I suspected he would, my new spider named himself. His name is Bungee because he's a jumper and quite a daredevil. I knew that was his name after he climbed right up the tiny paintbrush I was using to gently herd him, and then hung off the bottom of it by only two legs displaying death defying arboreal acrobatics.
Also, just after the above picture was taken he decided he was going to go for a stroll up my arm and under my tank top. Sweat was running down my legs as the little guy ran up my arm out of my reach with my paintbrush, and then across my back. I could feel his little feet and was hoping he didn't decide to nest in my hair. This was a bigger concern for me than it might have been because my husband is legally blind and would not necessarily be able to see the spider well enough to help me retrieve him safely.
Fortunately after a few tense moments he emerged safely out the other armhole and continued his explorations down my left arm.
That's when I knew he'd had enough 'playtime' and coaxed him gently back in his delicup after only about 20 tries. Phew! He's quite a handful, but I love him already. =D
Greensleeves
Sitting on the edge of his new home...

Going for a stroll on Mom's wrist...

Just as I suspected he would, my new spider named himself. His name is Bungee because he's a jumper and quite a daredevil. I knew that was his name after he climbed right up the tiny paintbrush I was using to gently herd him, and then hung off the bottom of it by only two legs displaying death defying arboreal acrobatics.
Also, just after the above picture was taken he decided he was going to go for a stroll up my arm and under my tank top. Sweat was running down my legs as the little guy ran up my arm out of my reach with my paintbrush, and then across my back. I could feel his little feet and was hoping he didn't decide to nest in my hair. This was a bigger concern for me than it might have been because my husband is legally blind and would not necessarily be able to see the spider well enough to help me retrieve him safely.
Fortunately after a few tense moments he emerged safely out the other armhole and continued his explorations down my left arm.
That's when I knew he'd had enough 'playtime' and coaxed him gently back in his delicup after only about 20 tries. Phew! He's quite a handful, but I love him already. =D
Greensleeves