Ha, my life is uninteresting, but I'm glad you see some interest in it. Thank goodness for husbands that operate the weedwacker, that thing always gives me trouble. I'm sure your other half agrees.

I believe you are right, arachnophobia is hardwired in us from back in our early days - when the only mammals were some rodent-like creatures. Those were rough times. A few million years has not quite dulled the PTSD.

I have heard mumblings of monster spiders in South America too. I think that continent might not be for me.

So Whitey did survive the night. I think partly because the predators gave up on my area for the time being. No sign of trouble for the last week.

That Darwin guy. He must have left lots of excellent quotes for the ages, and all of which I have forgotten.