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She´s baaaaack, and I named her Felicitas (after a student of mine, all legs and no brain, I know that´s rude, but outlines the facts
pretty well). Spotted her hiding in our Christmas cactus the day after the mad hunt, and today I found her dangling from the bathroom ceiling, where she had woven a remarkable net, given the fact that I had vacuumed the ceiling the day before. I will let her stay until daughter gets sight of her sworn enemy (I have already put away Mr. Dyson, in case my last rant about lunatics killing palm trees was of little avail), and only then I will abandon Felicitas in our garden. Hopefully she won´t pay for this action with her short spider life, because bathroom is comfortably warm while garden is not. Go, Felicitas! You can do it!
pretty well). Spotted her hiding in our Christmas cactus the day after the mad hunt, and today I found her dangling from the bathroom ceiling, where she had woven a remarkable net, given the fact that I had vacuumed the ceiling the day before. I will let her stay until daughter gets sight of her sworn enemy (I have already put away Mr. Dyson, in case my last rant about lunatics killing palm trees was of little avail), and only then I will abandon Felicitas in our garden. Hopefully she won´t pay for this action with her short spider life, because bathroom is comfortably warm while garden is not. Go, Felicitas! You can do it!
