It’s here. They come with backpacks hidden on their silky legs. Some come with family in cocoons.
Some are fuzzy and some are not. They are big and little and all shades of color.
They are not fussy. All they want is someplace warm for the winter. Someplace where they can live the good life.
This is the time of the year that spiders sneak into our house. They try to blend in with the wallpaper or carpet. They slink along the walls with their long legs until they find the right place.
I am a big fan of re-homing but there is a limit to how many you can re-home. They are crossing the borders at record numbers yet I refuse to use Raid.
The favorite place, besides the bathrooms, is the kitty litter room in the basement.
Don’t let the word basement throw you. It has a linoleum floor which gets cleaned regularly and the walls are painted a delightful shade of sunny cream. There is always a light shining just like Motel 6.
Not only that, there is a sea of sand. It’s like the beach! A window that gets good light is in the corner and stuff is stored on shelves (all the better to hide my friends).
The downside? The basement is the preferred location for the poopy stuff. There is a litter box on the second floor that gets mostly number one. Rarely there may be an emergency number but not as a rule.
For some reason the cats prefer to poop in the basement.
What I can’t figure out is whether that is an attraction for the millions of spiders we get or a distraction. Obviously not enough to make them go elsewhere. Perhaps there are more “other” insects in that room that makes great dinner.
Personally, if I was an insect, I would be living the good life under the bed covers, snuggling up to my humans at night. Now that’s creepy!