Apparently we live on Zuckerman's farm. . .

. . . because Charlotte has moved in. The past week or so we have had a nightly visitor in the corner of our sliding glass door. I'll admit that I'm more than a little frightened when I open the door to let the dogs in and out, because she sets her web up right at eye level. It makes my scalp tingle when I see her there. At first I was trying to convince Paul to kill it. Now, I'm not normally so mean when it comes to creatures, but here's my train of thought:

1) when/if it comes into the house will it bite me while I'm sleeping?!

2) when/if it has a million little babies will they come in and bite me when I'm sleeping?!

3) when/if it or it's babies bite me while I'm sleeping will it get infected?!

4) when/if it or it's babies bites me and it gets infected will I have to go to the hospital?!

5) when/if it or it's babies bites me and it gets infected and I have to go to the hospital will it be too late for them to save me?

6) when/if it or it's babies bites me and gets infected and I have to go to the hospital and it's NOT too late for them to save me will I end up with a staph infection that results in major life-long disabilities?!




You see my delimna. But I overcame my fear and let it live.

Paul managed to get some great shots the other night. When we viewed them on the computer I was more than a little surprised at what I saw. Take a look:

Do you see the cross on its back?!?!?! Now tell me there isn't a God in heaven.

"How many are your works, O LORD! In wisdom you made them all; the earth is full of your creatures." -- Psalm 104:24