Harpy...good for you ! I'm glad to have another 'creepy-crawler' lover around. They are not so scary, if ya' get to know them in a controlled manner. The best way is to learn as a child from a knowledgable adult. My youngest daughter really took to spiders and insects and 'odd' animals. I bought her The Audobon Guide Book to Insects when she was 6 years old, she loved it. She could read descriptions, see pictures and silouttes of different classes of bugs...and whether they were safe or not.
I taught her how to capture them safely, too. Rather than be so afraid, like most people who would go into a panic, if she saw a spider, she'd back off, really observe coloration, size, web-type, etc. She'd get her book and read. Since there are only 2 types of spiders, Brown Recluse & Black Widows, that are poisonous it's a pretty safe hobby. She found several B. Widows and would tell me about them, we'd 'relocate' her and then spray insecticide where the nest was to kill un-hatched spiderlings in their egg-sacs. But, only if they were in house, barn, etc. where they could cause a problem.
She had several 'pet' spiders that gave us un-ending joy by scaring the crap out of certain deserving relatives.She'd let them crawl over her face and sit on her head or show them a surpise in her hands! muwwwaaahhhh! , Love that kid !
** As Talesin, who is a 'Bug-gurl' herself, once cautioned, I should remind everyone (if you want to try this at home...) some folks are ultra-sensitive to bug bite/stings of any kind. So-o, just because they are not poisonous, ya' still gotta be careful, K ?
(back to regulary scheduled program) A couple of months ago, at 3am, I was walking thru the kitchen on the way to the bathroom. As I past the table, I heard this crunching noise and a deep throated hiss...I reached out to pet one of our cats...something seemed different tho'. I turned on the light -- there was this huge 'possum snarling at me from the table, obviously upset I disturbed his meal of cat food. (They have more teeth than any other animal in N.America. ) After my heart calmed down (and going to the bathroom ) I grabbed the 15lb. boar by the tail, put him in a sack, kissed the wife 'bye' (she said, sleepily, "that's nice, honey...) and drove him to a creek and dropped him off. (oh, he got in thru our 'cat door'.)
See...We didn't eat it. Catch n' release, most of the time !
Rabbit