This is a bit of an older story from last year. For those of you who don't know, my family has two homes, one in the mountains and one in the city (Fresno and Coarsegold area specifically). My parents and sister go quite a bit from one to the other, but I'm primarily in the Fresno home. But I do go up to visit every once in a while (for instance right now I'm currently in the Coarsegold home). There is one downside to the the mountain home--you can find more critters out and about. Last year, I headed back to Fresno earlier than the others because I had something school related to do. I unpacked my car and go to close my back door, and I find a stowaway.
Not quite Sure what it is? Let me zoom in a bit for you. You'll want to appreciate it in it's full glory.
Huddled up like this, the spider was still bigger than the length of my pinkie finger. I'm not exactly afraid of spiders, but I'm not really a fan either (just ask Rikki who has seen first hand how I deal with spiders). It hadn't moved the entire time, so I figured it was dead and had been stuck in my car for who knows how long. So I look around and find a stick to knock it loose, since I didn't want to have a dead spider hanging onto my car.
So I find a long enough stick and muster the courage to knock it out to find, that nope it wasn't dead. It was very much alive and not happy to be poked! It ran around in a circle, was posed to engage before sprinting off into the bushes. I totally freaked out and ran back inside my house. That thing was fast. I'll even include some texts I was sending to Rikki (this was all "live" as I first found the spider)
There were no future sightings of this particular spider. Maybe it hitched a ride back home to Coarsegold.
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