- Dec 11, 2002
My extra fat Chilean rose somehow knocked her plastic sour cream bowl hideout over today, and being the smart person I am, I reached in without hesitating to fix it. She was on the totally opposite corner of her cage when I reached in, but as I turned her hideout to the correct position, she decided that she didn't want me messing with her cage. She slowly walked over to when her hide is and sink her fangs directly into my thumb. I think it is time to invest in a good pair of tongs. What a good weekend this has been. First I stab myself accidentally with an ice pick, then I get bit by a tarantula. I wonder what's next?