I am officially a lost cause.
I thought of getting the camera before getting the spray to rid myself of this unwanted visitor. I’m not one hundred percent sure what type it is but my best guess is a Huntsman.
Truthfully, even if I did know its name I would not be inviting it inside.
All I was doing was watering the thirsty lawn and honest, I thought the magpies had dug a hole with their beaks to get a grub out. Next thing I remember is a hairy eight legged monster leaping out of the water. It ran across the grass towards me and reared up on four of its eight legs.
When I stopped running myself did I call for help – no – I called for someone to bring me my camera. What was I thinking?
This has to mean I’m a lost cause, doesn’t it?