I have wolf spiders in my house, my dog usually catches and incapacitates one per day, while I deal the final death blow. I have used foggers and baseboard spray which killed everything else but not the wolf spiders. How do I get rid of them?
You could take a cue from our legislature and authorize aerial hunting. Sorry, no help here.
I’m remarkably arachnophobic, but I don’t kill wolf spiders. They’re too useful in keeping down the insect population… they even hunt OTHER spiders.
Yeah, I was gonna say … Why would you want to get rid of wolf spiders? Other than the ‘ick’ factor.
I will say that, while you say the fogging killed everything else, but not the wolf spiders, I find that very doubtful. The spiders wouldn’t hang around if they didn’t have something to eat–and they’re not living off your table scraps. There’s some other insect population that’s successfully hiding from you, but not from them. I’d really recommend a professional exterminator at this point–they’ll find those secret hiding places and finish off the whatever. Once their food supply dries up, the spiders will head for greener pastures. Unless they decide to band together and take out the dog.
Are you people crazy? In the bad bug hierarchy, spiders are the worst, most horrifying thing. This is not rational, but there it is. And you’re telling us that you shouldn’t kill the huge, fast, aggressive, and therefor uber-creepy, spiders because they eat the smaller and less intimidating ones? My husband tried to tell me this same ridiculous thing just 2 days ago. I don’t care that they won’t hurt me, they are inherently awful and must die. Unfortunately, I don’t have a good way to get rid of them other than spraying poison directly on them, either. Let me know if you come up with anything. Good luck.
Some cats love hunting them. You could borrow the neighbours cat.
I second a cat. I’ve got two; for several months I lived in a rickety, old cabin in the middle of the woods. The bug populace went considerably down in the first few weeks. I also caught them in action several times. They appear to regard insects as even more yummy than kitty treats.
I stayed at a friend;s house out i California. As I lay reading on the floor (they didn’t have a spare bed), I saw motion out the corner of my eye. It was a spider (a wolf spider, I later learned), the size of my hand. I instuinctively swatted it with the large format paperback in my hand, then wiped the goosh off.
I appreciate natural insect control and balance of nature and all, but the thought of that thing wandering around while I was asleep on the floor was a bit much. (I tried not to think about the possibility that more weere wandering nearby).
The next morning my host told me I should’ve left it for the cat, who loved killing them. So I’ll third getting a cat.
I, madam, nominate you Secretary General of the United Nations.
You could bait them with a Ridinghood spider, then let a Woodsman spider make the heroic kill.
I also wanna say - why kill them? They’re helpful.
Because they’re hairy, duh.
I’ve never seen one in the flesh, as it were, but I’ve seen pictures and I don’t want one in my house! I mean, I’d be okay with it if I never saw it, but if I spotted one little furry leg, I’d know it was connected to a big giant fang and a few too many eyes. I prefer to live in creepy-crawly denial if at all possible.
I don’t want nature under my roof, on my roof, or next to me. The way wolf spiders can help me the most is by making themselves extinct. Two legs good, eight legs bad.
Fire. And lots of it.
I say we take off and nuke the site from orbit.
It’s the only way to be sure.
Better check what you’ve got in the cargo hold…
I posted a question about this last year. Wolf spiders were the only bad thing about the house I had purchased.
I still have them on a seasonal basis. I use a flea premise spray to kill them. When I had landscaping done in front of my foundation, one of the workmen saw hundreds of them when a very large rock was overturned, revealing a “spider cave”. He was totally freaked out.
I wish you luck.
Well, I can sympathize with that, actually. I don’t particularly want them extinct, but I don’t want them in my house, necessarily.
But I don’t agree with the eight legs bad at all.
I’ve mentioned here before the morning I met a wolf spider a little closer than I wanted to. O got up early, put on my bathrobe, and went to make coffee. I filled and plugged in the kettle, and turned to get out a coffee filter, only to see from the corner of my eye a black hairy spider the size of my hand coming over my shoulder. After I jumped out from under it and got my heart started again, I saw that as it fell to the floor, the spider had returned to its normal size, something less than a two-inch span across the legs. I caught it between cupped hands and put it outside; I think we were both happier that way.