to feel bad about spiders

[MawbrayMammy]

I am really not keen on spiders, plus I hate their cobwebs all over my house. That said, what do people do when they are cleaning up and have cobwebs with live spiders???? I have tonnes but can't bring myself to Hoover them up (with the Dyson, so Dyson them up really). What do people do??

Yeah sorry about that! I refuse to sleep in the same room as one now I'd rather sleep with DD

Strange it's like your cats gave up hunting, one of mine thinks she's cat rambo But one of the others looks as if to say "what do you expect me to do with this?"

Yes, cats are getting on a bit and we have very few mice on the doormat these days. (Boy cat has no teeth, bless him). They are probably due retirement from spider patrol. But that doesn't stop me jumping out of my skin when the big hairy f**ckers show up. Ugh.

I so wish I hadn't read this thread. Twice I've seen a giant spider run under my bed in last couple days. I don't know if it's the same one or two different ones but it's dodged the spider catcher each time. I've been coping with the knowledge it's there and managing to sleep at night by consuming enough alcohol until I no longer care about the spider or anything else but between that godawful pic Peppa and your lovely story Walking I'll be gettin no sleep tonight!

Oh and I heard/read that those huge Sept spiders are spiders that actually live in your house all year round but become more "sociable" around Sept when they are looking for a mate! So now I also have the thought that there might be two of the bastards doing it under my bed to make a huge nest of baby spider eggs

Oh god even I'm terrified by that prospect fux

Usually we take them across the road to a big tree in the hope they don't find their way back, however just now we are suffering from a bout of huuuuge spiders so they are getting whacked to death (one was in my towel and I didn't realise until it was crawling it almost 2 inch length down my neck), however another committed suicide in my pint glass a couple of nights ago so saved me the trouble and short lived guilt afterwards.

I'm so tense reading this. I've unfortunately passed on my phobia to my eldest son (9) however my youngest son is my hero when a spider comes creeping. I don't like killing creatures and I'm actually to petrified to get close enough to them to stamp on them or put a glass over them, so if my OH isn't here to take them for a long walk way away from my house, then they get the Harvey treatment. We also got a puppy in March, he's proved to be worth every last penny as he caught the biggest mother fucker that was making its way to my kitchen the other night. He decided to play with it but hairy spidey didn't last long playing with those big bulldog paws, I ran over and lavished my clever puppy with praise and cuddles. I was so proud. He then licked up the mangled remains of the spider and it was like it never existed. He's my other hero.

I also don't mind the thin, long legged ones who park up in a corner and don't move ever. Because you know where to find them, they're not going to creep up on you suddenly, they're just out for a quiet life. And I respect that.

I fully acknowledge that I'm going to encounter one of the September ones tonight now for my sins

I can seriously sense when there is a big one lurking, it's a genuine talent.

Vommmiiiiiit.

I've come up with a complex system of giant plastic containers (no glass was big enough for the bastards I used to get in South London) and cling film. Eventual intended outcome (it has taken me 5 hours before) is spider in box, cover with cling film, lob into garden with roll of cling film still attached so it hopefully detaches on impact and the abomination is free to go.

My bastard cat is useless. He's a savage beast with me but sits down next to these things and more or less caresses them. Useless shite.

Vommmiiiiiit.

I've come up with a complex system of giant plastic containers (no glass was big enough for the bastards I used to get in South London) and cling film. Eventual intended outcome (it has taken me 5 hours before) is spider in box, cover with cling film, lob into garden with roll of cling film still attached so it hopefully detaches on impact and the abomination is free to go.

My bastard cat is useless. He's a savage beast with me but sits down next to these things and more or less caresses them. Useless shite.

Excuse double post.

And SnowBody - I think sensing them is a real thing. They're big enough to give of pheromones I'm sure of it. And the one I had the other day I could actually hear it walking on the floor, flicking the Vs at me as it went. Hurrrrrghhh.

I can't bring myself to hurt house spiders, but I am petrified of them. I read that celler spiders kill house spiders. So the house is full of celler spiders. They sit in the corner of a room and don't appear to move,but they must be doing good as I've not seen any house spiders since
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Anyone else ever notice they know when you're looking at them, they just freeze in the middle of your floor? Like what the hell you looking at mate this is my house ger' out

I think I would actually have a heart attack if I woke up and one was in my mouth

I hate them, they get squished in my house or trapped under a glass and flushed.

I was originally with the just leave them be school of thought. However my house is starting to take in a vaguely abandoned look due to all the bloody cobwebs with spiders in!

I hoover them up but I feel bad about it.

I lovingly rehouse them under the cooker then hoover the webs. I tell DH I've put them in the garden.

Pint glass and a postcard works for me, but there are some ingenious spider catchers on Amazon.

www.amazon.co.uk/Brainstorm-Spider-Catcher/dp/B000G04RDK

Lozza your technique is fab and hilarious, and the sort of thing I could imagine myself doing.

I found one hiding in the fitted sheet of my bed this afternoon when I stripped it. Hairy little fucker met with dh steel toe capped boot.

I try and leave them alone if I can or ask dh to remove them but dh had left for work and won't be back until around 4:30am. No way could I have slept knowing that thing was in the room.

But presumably you had to clean up squished spider? That's what I can't do. I feel like a murderess - I must be a natural buddhist.

I did Under and I've had to kill another today. It's like they wait for dh to leave for work and then come out.

I can't leave them, I'm too scared of them and I refuse to be evicted from my bedroom by them.