This afternoon we were greeted with this lovely creature…a GIANT wolf spider with about jillion babies on his back.  (total body shudder)  I don’t hate spiders, in fact we have no less than a dozen yellow and black garden spiders all around the flower beds, but things like this do a number on me.  When we first spotted the huge-mongous arachnid, we were awed simply by his size, and then we realized his body was fluid.  After taking a closer look, we gasped as we saw all the little babies moving around.

I have the heebie jeebies just typing this.

As any mother should, I squealed, grabbed the kids and ran inside–leaving the garage door open to the outside, and sending our dog to take care of the problem.

The husband/dad of the house is out and about hunting and gathering on this first day of dove season, so we were left to fend for ourselves.

As of this second, I haven’t seen the creature again, but I’m not at peace just yet.

(again, total body shudder.)