Budleigh the Terrier offers professional advice from a licensed dog.
Dear Budleigh,
In a recent column you mentioned eating spiders, which got me thinking, “Ewwww!”
It also got me thinking about recent video of a spider the size of a dinner plate—a dinner plate!—observed in the Amazon rainforest of Peru. It blatantly killed and ate an opossum as though perfectly aware of YouTube.
Now I’m worried that legions of dinner plate-sized spiders are rapidly reproducing, then headed our way. And frankly, there ain’t a Wall big enough!
As you’re comfortable with a certain level of spiders, any advice on where I should hide?
Warmest regards,
Cowering Behind the Furnace, Burlington, VT
Budleigh says:
Dear Coward,
In typical Giant fashion you’ve reacted to overblown reports of “spiders the size of dinner plates” before asking, “Who’s dinner?”
I spend a lot of time close to the ground and know that all spiders are the size of dinner plates if you get close enough. Conversely, coyotes are tiny when they’re waaay over there. Giant scientists refer to this phenomenon as, “I don’t get it either.” Then they avoid uncomfortable questions by moving their research to the Peruvian Amazon rainforest where cell phone reception is poor. And spiders are the size of dinner plates.
Essential equipment for rainforest scientists is a precisely calibrated dinner plate.
This might not be politically correct to say since I don’t know what a “politically” is, but, You Go, rare, gigantic Peruvian Mygalomorph!
Out of fear, ignorance, and revulsion, many Giants disparage spiders as though they were coworkers. This might be due to spiders’ extravagant number of appendages, although frankly they’ve no more legs than two dogs running side by side. I think it more a matter of the way spiders strut. Especially the big ones – like they’re top of the card on a WWE pay per view.
“That’s right! That’s right!” they bluster. “I’m a predator! And your girlfriend’s ugly! C’mon, you wanna’ get some?”
Nobody wants a piece of that. Certainly not opossums.
As a predator myself legally recognized in 23 states and the District of Columbia, I can respect, even admire spiders – from the gigantic Mygalomorph due to its cunning, down to the common household arachnoid because they’re so tasty.
So, my Mygalomorph brethren, should you plan to emigrate I offer in the language of your homeland, “Vaya con carne!”
But be warned, amigo: I, too, am the size of a dinner plate.
Budleigh
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It is a tough competition between being a dog predator (my Frankie herself has taken out six groundhogs and one skunk in one garden growing season) and a spider predator. The spiders always have the last laugh.