Spiders. They’re pretty useful. They keep our delicate ecosystems intact by providing a natural insect-eating service. All of this considered, no one ever wants to find a spider in their apartment (least of all Sean Liang). What if it were to bite you or lay eggs in your ears while you were asleep?? On the morning of the 22nd of July we discovered that we were sharing our living space with not just an eensy teensy spider, but a full blown tarantula.
I walked into our bedroom and lo and behold there was a furry monster hanging out in my pile of dirty clothes. This had to be a joke right? Dylan must have gotten a fake spider to put in Sean’s bed right? Wrong. I did the only thing I could do. I walked into the living room and casually stated, “There’s a tarantula in my room.” This was met with doubt, but doubts melted away as they beheld this hairy beast with their own eyes.
We can’t just kill it. That would be too messy. Using my animal wrangling skills I managed to corral the surprisingly docile creature into a tupperware container and release it (far away from the building) into the wild. This is something that you probably won’t hear about living in California. We’ve had deer walking around our parking lot in the middle of the day, and heard coyotes singing in the morning, and desert arachnids climbing through the windows. The moral of the story is: there are wild animals that might want to burrow in your laundry to lay their eggs. Keep calm, make Oakwood call Orkin.
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