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I was in my room feeding the Zoropsis (true spider) pair and spiderlings when I start hearing this crunching. I turn and look at my dog, Liam and he has a spindly, dark leg sticking out of his mouth.
Shoot! How the heck did he get one of the P.irminia! I'm at the verge of tears yelling, "Bad dog! Bad dog!" but in the end, I know that if a spider is out it's my own fault if something happens. Nothing I can do about the irminia now. How did one get out though!?
So Liam gets up about to make a break for the backyard door. Black leg is on the carpet...
Hollow? Ah man! It's a freaking toy! One of my Mom's Halloween decorations.
Still took me a minute to catch and pull up my sinking heart. My favorite holiday had pawned me. :wall::8o
Shoot! How the heck did he get one of the P.irminia! I'm at the verge of tears yelling, "Bad dog! Bad dog!" but in the end, I know that if a spider is out it's my own fault if something happens. Nothing I can do about the irminia now. How did one get out though!?
So Liam gets up about to make a break for the backyard door. Black leg is on the carpet...
Hollow? Ah man! It's a freaking toy! One of my Mom's Halloween decorations.
Still took me a minute to catch and pull up my sinking heart. My favorite holiday had pawned me. :wall::8o