[Zarlias]

So I have one of those significant others who (despite being afraid of them) prefers to catch spiders, bugs, crawly things and release them back into the wild.

All power to you, you tree hugging hippy.

But when I open a long-closed curtain while preparing a corner of our room for new spawn and find a big-a*sed spider web along with big-a*sed spider, I WILL be using half a can of mortein on said spider bum.

"You could have just vacuumed it all up" says the Liberator.

Oh really? REALLY?

You know what would have happened?

That spider is pregant, and inside the bag inside my vacuum, it would give birth to hundreds, nay THOUSANDS of teeny tiny spider babies, the sheer volume of which would cause said bag to explode, which in turn would cause the exterior of my cheap vacuum to crack, but not until AFTER I had put it away in the cupboard. The weight of the millions of spider babies on the cupboard door would force it open in the middle of the night, and trillions of the little blighters would spew forth and proceed to take over the world.

My use of spray was not unreasonable in the slightest and I am not exaggerating.

This story has already taken place, in my very stable, non-hormonal brain, therefore it is true.

[HeroOfCanton]

I too, am happy for DH to bundle up spiders and other lovely creepy things and release them into the back yard (at the far end, of course!).

But when confronted with a huntsman with a leg-span lager than my hand, I'm quite happy when FIL (who came to my rescue) says he will kill it so it doesn't come back.

*shudders at the memory*

[Leafprincess]

I know it's not very Buddhist of me to scream "KILL IT, kill it, kill it" while jumping up and down when I see large fury spiders.

I then demand to see a carcas.

It has to be REALLY dead.

happy journey into your next life spidey

[tamjk]

Sounds perfectly reasonable to me.
Here the vacuum goes nowhere near the eight legged mystery critters until they have been suitably saturated with the aerosol variety of death.

Certain varieties of known eight legged critters get the spray of death as well.

Daddy long legs and Fido are left in peace unless they venture too close to the bed. I've woken up with one big as a dinner plate spider on my pillow next to me and a repeat of those eight legs and beady little eyes within 20cm of my eyes first thing in the morning is something I have no desire to ever repeat. We have a Mortein Naturguard sprayer in the bedroom to avert a repeat of that incident.

[Sinister Bonnet]

Huntsmen kill cockroaches. They are welcome in my house

OTOH when a nest of redbacks set up house in the compost bin and my hippy dippy greenie DH tried to persuade me I could just work around the redbacks, there were words. Lots of words.

[Green Door]

Spiders get killed in this house , no matter the size big ones small ones inside or outside , I see a spider I kill it

[jameses mum]

Spiders and most creepies don't bother me
Slithery things, on the other hand, find me locking myself inside until somebody has blown or chopped its head off. Couldn't give a f*ck if they are a protected species.

[snuffles]

I am happy to leave spiders be unless they are poisonous.

But that is me, I don't have your particular brand of non hormonal pregnant reasoning, LOL.

[JustBeige]

I agree OP. The hippy dippys in this house are the kids. With DD shrieking "Noooooo mum, let me get it" when she hears me cursing whatever insect that is dumb enough to come inside. The only ones I rehome into the garage are the daddy long legs.

My galah has heard the sound of the fly spray can so often, that he now imitates it

This post has been edited by JustBeige: 23/12/2012, 02:16 PM

[ForsakenTruth]

Spiders don't bug me. They're good for fly and mossie control. I'd be pretty p*ssed if DH turned our house into a chemical hazard over one spider.