I was told before I bought a house here that Black Widow spiders are not uncommon in the area. I was also told that I should buy some chickens to keep them at bay. I was all about buying a herd of chickens. I do not suffer from arachnophobia, much to the contrary, in fact.
I think that I might be the reason that my two younger brothers do suffer from arachnophobia. I had absolutely no problem, as a child, grabbing one of the eight legs and chasing my brothers around the house. I did it to be mean. I thought it was funny. Looking back, I could have thought of better things to do, but I was young. I liked to hear them scream and run away. I am thankful that we didn't live near snakes, because I am sure they wouldn't have had a problem grabbing one of those and chasing me around the house.
Well, I can't buy chickens, because the city council members decided that citizens could not have chickens, unless it was in an agriculturally zoned area. I am sure I am not in an agriculturally zoned area. I live a block off of the main street that runs through here and a block from the interstate. There went my dreams of having chickens eat the spiders, and having fresh eggs. The chickens would have never become meat, I couldn't do that to an animal, well, unless I was starving to death. Then I am sure I would cry the whole time... I cry when my goldfish die.
Well, my husband was at work on Friday. My 9 year-old came inside and told me he was sure he found a black widow spider. I asked him how he knew that it was a black widow. He said, "It has a red hourglass on its back." That made enough sense to me. My next question was, "Where is the spider?" I was hoping that he located it down the road a ways. He told me, "It is under the mailbox." Too close for comfort!
While he finished his supper, I put mine in the oven. We were having pork chops and mashed potatoes. He came over and brought a stick and spider spray. I showed him the spider and he said it certainly was a black widow. He squished it with his stick and then used the stick to take down the web. The web crackles when being removed.
I told him how my 9 year-old was the one that spotted it. He said he was glad that he didn't mess with it. I am too! I am glad he noticed it. I go out to the mailbox daily. I don't need to upset a black widow. We walk past it several times a day. I would never want my children or anyone visiting to get bit by a black widow. Needless to say, I pay very close attention these days to any arachnids in the area. I will not let my children see me remove some outside. I don't want them to think they should do that, because they might not know which ones aren't safe.