Sorry, l'il spider.
But spiders aren't permitted
In the shower. SQUISH!
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Oh, boy! Stella and I went to great lengths NOT to squish the huge shower spiders we met daily in Mans. Poetic licences don't allow you to kill out of hunting season! Could the spider not have enjoyed a short stay on the roof, Like Katie the Beagle?
ReplyDeleteHunting season for spiders in the shower is open 365 days of the year.
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