My friend Lesley is a little bit creeped out by certain members of the critter family. As noted on my previous post in the comment section, it’ll probably be a while before I can convince Ms. Crankypants (Lesley) to come West for a visit to Stolen Horseshoe.
Lesley, this is for you…
This little guy was hanging outside the master bedroom patio when I got home from work today. He was rather patient as I collected my camera and positioned myself for a good shot. So patient that it made me wonder…am I becoming the photographer of the Middle of Nowhere? Did Mr. Snake tell Mr. Tarantula, “Great headshots at the Shu–he’ll put ya online.”
Some people may be a bit creeped out by this unassuming visitor. I’m not. Hell, I grew up right next to Tarantula Hill. I think Mr. Tarantula is quite beautiful actually.
I so did not want to post a bit about the tarantula on the patio right after the snake in the front entryway but…that’s just how it is here at Stolen Horseshoe. I just have to tell it like it is.
This just in:
Minutes after posting my blog entry, I happened upon this sinister creature in the office by Ray’s desk.
Sucked it up with the vacuum cleaner.
Maybe he just wanted a photo posted online…well, he got one alright.