Husband: There's a spider on my shirt can you get it? I catch the tiny grain sized spider
Me: I'm feeding this to the girls!
Husband: Nooooo! That's horrible.
Me: But they love spiders the most...
Husband: You have to give it a chance put it outside.
Me: It's too cold it will die. Let me just feed-
Husband: 🥺
Me: OK fine. I'll put it on the bookshelf.
I leave the spider in an open tiny glass vial on its side on the shelf.
The spider is lazy. When I get home it's built a web in the jar.
I point out the spider will probably eat escaped ants.
But it's too small to do that yet. So I give it a fruit fly since I don't see how it expects to catch anything to eat living in a glass vial on a bookshelf.
So now we have a free range pet tiny spider and somehow I'm the one who must feed it.
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