Showing posts with label Tarantula. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Tarantula. Show all posts

Monday, March 4, 2019

Wrong Call on Rose-hair Tarantula

tarantula unmoving and on its back
It was a typical weekend

... except that the old Tarantula was on its back, unmoving  ---->>>>>>

Not even a couple of good shakes of her terrarium got me a response.  Oh, no. Did she finally kick the bucket??  After all, Brach was old -- like Methuselah. She has far outlived the 2 cockatiels we bought at the same time we purchased her.  How long has it been --- 15+ years??

We tried to feed her the previous months, but she would not ingest solids.  Not even sure if her daily fresh water was touched. She did not move much neither.  And now, she was totally unresponsive.

We had a guest kitty-Cat that I did not want too curious about this hairy creature, so we moved Brach downstairs into the bathroom.  Good Night; possibly, Good Bye.  Turned off the lights, closed the door. Sigh.

Checked her early the next morning: she'd molted! Old skin so fresh it still looked dewy. The day before, Brach had looked and acted dead. So happy we were not hasty and tossed her out. I am certain other people have made that mistake.  Thank You, Lord, Brach is a-okay.

which is which??







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Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Pet Rose-Hair Tarantula: Are you a Boy or are you a Girl?

I would ask the above question to then 4-year-old DS, AJ. There was an almost one-second gap as he pondered the question before he'd answer in an uncertain tone with "I am a boy". His response was always the same -- the slight hesitation, then the not-quite-so-sure answer. I thought it highly entertaining. I'd ask the same question almost daily, finally ending the session with MY firm and confident affirmation that he is indeed a boy, because God made him a boy, and NOTHING in the world would ever change that fact.

I want to pose the same question to Fluffly, our 5-year-old Tarantula. Depending on the answer, Fluffy will either drop dead at any moment because of old age (indicating that he is a Male Tarantula); or she, as a Female, will continue on for a few more years with the extremely boring daily routine of keeping still while waiting expectantly for meals to fall from cricket heaven.

So, what's the answer, dear Fluffy: are you a boy, or are you a girl??

ETA:  Still alive and kicking as of today, 06/18/2016; praise the Lord!