I wish that I had more time to tell my stories on the forum. Some of them you may find interesting, but some not. I think that all my stories are interesting. Now some may say I am anal-tentive, probably am.
We have a pink toed tarantula spider that was given to us about 2 years ago. It was probably about the diameter of a dime. The legs of course, extended a little more. It has grown tremendously in this time. We give it crickets to eat. In our area, crickets are not indigenous. I have heard the sound of the cricket at my auntie's house, as a little girl, they lived not too far away, but in a much drier climate, but do not hear them here at my home. My husband bought some crickets yesterday, these crickets must be very happy because they are warm, with the lheat light the spider has and it is a nice place to be. (except they will be a meal one day). These crickets are making their cricket sound, and I am in my glory, going back to my childhood days on Vancouver Island, my siblings and I spending time with our dearest auntie Asta. We actually saw them mating tonight, nothing out of the ordinary, but there must be a way to keep on their genes, another agenda in my life. They must be happy, I still hear the beautiful cricket sound. Great day. Cindi