Okay, so lets get one thing straight right now: I do not have a problem with spiders. Im no arachnophobe. Some of my best friends...also have no problems with spiders. At their proper size, they can even be really fun. Hours of entertainment! Until you get bored and eat them. Which, come to think of it, can also be said for mice, birds, moles - most cat toys, really.
(Except those cheating laser pointers. If I ever figure out where those damned things come from, there will be blood, I promise you.)
So its not spiders per se. But giant spiders? Thats a whole different tangle of yarn. (Yes, I could have said "kettle of fish", but Im starting to get hungry.) Giant spiders generally only have one purpose, and that is to extract vengeance on the well-meaning furry mammals who have been innocently playing with their more diminutive kindred. Its just a thing with them.
So, telling New Spidery Friend here that Im a cat is probably not going to make it into Plan A. Some sort of dissembling until I can get away seems to be in order. Plan B: Spider Camouflage, front and center!
Spider Camouflage. *shudder* Even the sound of it gives me the creeps.
But spiders are fine. Lovely people. Salt of the earth, pillars of the community, etc.
(But just a little bit revolting, right? Its not just me?)