Twm the Terror!
He used to hang suspended from the ceiling. This was when he felt most comfortable. But he had little thought for anyone who was arachnophobic.
Twm was lucky to have lived as long as he did. If he had lived in any other house but ours, then his life would almost certainly have been cut short. To be honest, Twm came very close to it on many occasions, especially when people came to visit.
A sign hangs from a wall in our home which reads ‘Don’t squish Twm! Don't eat Twm! He doesn’t bite (not much) and he belongs here in this home for waifs and strays!’
Twm did what most spiders do and cleaned up after him, which is more than I can say for some people. He would roll up his old web before starting on another. This saved cleaning time for me also. However, Twm did shed his skin from time to time which my kind and unassuming husband described as revolting.
Now Twm would scuttle about the house late at night when he thought we couldn’t see him...but we could! It was hard to miss those eight hairy legs and four sets of eyes. He became quite a character and we looked out for him.
We always knew when Twm was around; our visitors would shout for help and occasionally scream when he was found hanging about in the bath.
I remember once, when Twm ran across the room in front of our guests (now remember, that Twm was larger than most spiders, probably because he ate so much). Anyway, Twm stopped dead, right in front of them. Legs flew off the floor and muffled screams filled the room.
‘He’s not staring you out,’ I said, though he did have eight eyes, ‘he’s just exhausted. It’s what spiders do!’
We often thought that Twm had died, when he disappeared for long periods. But then he’d surprise us by scurrying across the floor whilst we were watching television. He would stop now and then to catch his breath and to give us a nod. I’m sure that if Twm could have talked, then he would have said, ‘I’ll be back now in a minute!’
It never ceases to amaze me why people are afraid of these facinating creatures. Their fangs are too small to bite through human skin (but I guess they would, given half a chance) and their blood is blue for heaven’s sake...Royalty! And of course, they have a heart. So take heart next time you go to squish a spider....it could be a relative of Twm’s.