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Another Pool Spider

Last year about this time, I showed you a picture of a nasty looking spider I found floating in my pool. It gave me the chills. Well, it has nothing on what I found this evening.

Take a look at this bastard, the black thing in the center with what appears to be an egg sack attached. I had the unpleasant job of emptying the filter basket of leaves, but it was so packed, I couldn't pull it up. There was no way I was going to reach in there and pull it out bare handed, so I went inside and grabbed the kitchen tongs. I pulled leaves out a few at a time, and flung them over on the side, and on one of the leaves was this spider, soaking wet but still living and still moving around in that unearthly way spiders move.

That's about all it took for me to walk away from the job. I threw in the chlorine sticks in the still-full basket, snapped the cover back on, and ran inside. I went back later to take this picture because if I told you I found a spider the size of barn, you wouldn't believe me. Here's proof.

Comments

Gina said…
Ewwww! But Halloween is coming, so how appropriate!
Miz Minka said…
Wow, that's a nasty looking spider, and I'm not even afraid of them. If any get into my apartment, I just "catch and release" them outside. Only black widows get squished.

Very brave of you to go back and take a picture of the beastie! The photo is a little blurry, you must have been shaking...
dive said…
Awwwww … That's so CUTE, Robyn!
I want to pick it up and cuddle it.
Alifan said…
September will bring lots of spiders here Robyn.. remember my monkey tree last year!!!!!with all the webs...

But that looks rather nasty....
Old Knudsen said…
unearthly way spiders move

Pah weemen! Then again I suppose Muslims are the human versions of spiders at the mo.
Maria said…
It's the way they move, isn't it? All skitter skattery. Freaks the hell out of me.
Anonymous said…
Nasty stuff indeed. I refuse outright to empty the pool filter basket anymore. Last time i did it I looked over and four foot away was the skin that a snake had shed just laying there.
We often get spiders around the pool and occasionally find a suicidal frog in teh basket.
Far too much of a yuck experience so now i let hubby do the basket work and i swim warily keeping an eye out for fashion concious snakes.
peahen said…
We don't get fat furry ones like that here - ours are spindly. I don't like them at all but I 'rescue' the spider when we have one in the office, because someone else will panic and stomp on it. Much as the big ones make me squirm, they're still living creatures.
Sassy Sundry said…
Good for you for rescuing the bastard. He is scary looking!
Maria said…
You went and indulged yourself in a new name!!! Good for you. Scout suits you. Maybe I will change mine to Cat Ballou after all.....

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