#001 Wifey to the rescue

My wonderful husband and I have an understanding when it comes to creepy crawly critters. He deals with the cockroaches (I have an irrational fear of roaches) and I deal with the spiders (Europeans are not well known for their bravery in the face of Australian spiders, especially after a hit European TV series about "Australia's deadliest creatures"). 

On Sunday hubby was cleaning out the garage to make room for the sad hulk of our camper van whose engine seized a few days ago. All of a sudden I hear an almighty scream 'honnnneeeeey!!!!!!' 

Of course I came running to find a shaky husband pointing at an absolutely enormous huntsman spider. Now relocating this beastie is not really an option as he looked fit enough to cross continents and find his way back to our garage so I'm faced with a decision: Is my act of kindness to calm hubby by killing the spider, or to save the spider. I saved the spider.

Now to put this in context we have been getting a few white tip spiders and hubby has had quite a few unknown nasty bites which we suspect are from these white tips. Seeing that huntsman spiders prey on other spiders (and this fella looked like he could feast on a legion of white tips) I talked hubby into letting the garage resident stay... I guess time will tell if this is an act of kindness or a prolonged agony