I gotta admit, I jumped [pretty far when I spotted this guy through the corner of my eye. I think I'm a pretty brave guy. I've climbed 2000 foot cliffs and photographed sharks at close range thousands of miles from the nearest hospital. But, this little critter made me jump.
Some day, I'm going to sit down and figure out why. Perhaps it has to do with the fact that this guy could lurk in corners, in a sock, or under my covers...I would never see him coming.
Or, maybe it's just because I think he's ugly. He's probably as dangerous as those fierce butterflies but the latter would never cause my heart to skip a beat.
If it is a fact that I judged this creature based solely on its physical appearance, then I've learned something about myself that I don't particularly like.
But, in the end, ugly or not, I refrained from killing it. I faced my fears, sneaked up on it, and trapped it with a trusty chinese take-out soup container (I knew I saved it for some reason other than my mom having collected hundreds of them over the years). I'm sure he just turned around and walked right back into my home with his eight hairy legs after I released him outside. But, that's okay. I have dozens of these containers and I can always order more soup if need be.