As my war rages with the arachnids I have always stayed
ahead. I have, at times, been impressed by their tenacity and creative
endeavors to claim my home as their territory but, as the superior opponent I have
earned victory in all our encounters. But all goliaths will fall. Last night's
battle proved a victory for the enemy.
They
waited months for my guard to go down and then attacked as I was cleaning up my
modest meal of the evening. It scurried fast, sticky legs hugging the wall as
it raced along the slightly uneven surface. I let out a startled cry and swiftly
backed away from my counter. Suds and water dripped from my fingers as I braced
myself for a fight. It must have scouted the perfect location for this attack.
It positioned itself by my food so I couldn't use my bug spray for the risk of
poisoning my rations and it was safe behind large, bulky water buckets so I
couldn't get a good angle with a shoe. I decided I had to try anyway.
Yet the
spider countered every move I made. I took one step towards my shoes, it
scurried a little closer. I took another step and it scurried closer. I lunged
for my shoes and it dropped out of sight. I let out another shriek. At this
second shriek I heard the cries of my anxious neighbors. I beat a retreat from
my home. The spiders had won.
I was
saddened and ashamed at my loss. It was a dark night.
The
spider was not victorious for long. Reinforcements soon came and evicted the
disgusting creature in only a matter of minutes. Zed forced the spider from
under the table with a volley of bug spray and quickly smashed it with a shoe,
sweeping it out of sight and into a rain ditch. My ally was strong and fearless
when coming to my aid. I thank him and send this blog as a tribute to his
strength.
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| The spider from the first installment of this saga was twice as big. |
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