Whoa! This is what I spotted under the laundry sink in our basement. David tried to capture it. You can see it was much to big to kill without heavy artillery but it jumped very far away into the wall. The next morning our Brady Bunch tarantula was back and this time David was able to put a cookie tin over it.  I mentioned to Conrad’s teacher at camp that we found a large cricket in our basement. She asked me what color is it and I said it seems striped. She smiled and said, that’s no cricket. That evening my friend Liz came over with her daughter, I mentioned our insect-pet and she casually said, oh Louisa loves spiders lets see it so we went downstairs and lifted the tin and the damn thing jumped towards all three of us making us scream for our lives and trip over each other running for the stairs to the kitchen. We haven’t seen it since but I’ve been told it’s called a spider cricket, or Spricket and it likes dark damp places. We bought a humidifier and damn the environment, I’m leaving the lights on.

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