What Would You Do?
I went out to feed my birds this morning and was greeted by hundreds of tiny spiders. They were all congregated on one corner of the wooden box where I keep my bird food.
And then my mind starts to wander and wonder. What are they doing here? They weren’t here yesterday.
Should I open the lid to feed the birds? I will surely crush a few spiders no matter how carefully I open and close the lid.
I can hear the distinctive “thup thup thup” of the incoming diners as they arrive, one by one, landing in the branches of the rhododendrons behind me. They’re hungry and are expecting their breakfast. I need to make a decision about my new little friends, the spiders.
Should I kill them all? Should I leave them alone? Should I gather them together and move them to another place?
I have an unspoken agreement (“unspoken” only because, well, I don’t speak Spiderish, Snakini or Mousese) with creepy, crawly creatures: You don’t come into my house, I’ll leave you alone. But once you enter my doorway, you are fair game.
What would you do? Kill them? How? Close your eyes and hope they are gone tomorrow? Relocate them?