I had lunch with some friends today. Chicken Ceasar salad and a side of fresh-steamed spinach with butter and garlic (Atkins ain’t so bad). Eat the salad, dig into the spinach.
Munch.
Munch munch.
Munch munch munch…what’s that?
Peering closely…EWWWW!!! Dead spider, curled legs and all! :eek:
Worst part?
It was only half of a dead spider. (see munch’s above 
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-Tcat
Ha, ha, guess you could have left the chicken out - already got your protein!
Sorry.
Reminds me of when we saw my cat Bruno eating a spider. No one wanted anything to do with him for a few days and we all called him Spidey-Lips.
Hey, you’re a cat…
Wheredja get that salad, Spidey-Lips? 
I read the title of the thread as "There was a spider in my stomach ". My first thought was that you should swallow a bird to catch the spider that wiggled and jiggled and tickled inside. . .
Could have been worse–my ex-wife once found a long, dead worm in a can of spinach. It was almost a relief to me; I hate canned spinach, and the experience ensured that she would never want to eat it again either.
Thats the problem! Their IS a spider in my stomach…at least half of it! But I swallowed the bird first with the salad…
AAAAGH!
That is by far the most horrifying story I have ever read on this board. I don’t even know why I opened this thread as I have an unnatural deathly fear of spiders. Yuk, Yuk, Yuk. I am still shuddering.
[floyd mode] If you don’t eat your [sub]spider[/sub]meat, you can’t have any pudding. How can you have any pudding if you won’t eat your meat?[/floyd]
Tomcat :eek: But as Dung Beetle pointed out, you are a cat so I guess we could all expect such behavior.
Anaamika I now have that stupid rhyme in my head. Gee, Thanks!
OOPS! :smack: It’s Nightingale I have to thank for that stupid rhyme.
Trust me, Swampy, if I had thought of it first, I would have said it. So feel free to blame me.
Sorry young lady, no partial credit. It’s all or none around here.
Well, a spider in the hand…
(I took that photo, and it’s a real, “wild” spider that came crawling through our campsite one night. I did not advise the fellow to pick it up.)
Young lady! Why, I oughta…
Wait. You’re **older ** than FairyChatMom, aren’t you? Well, I guess you can call me young lady.
(I kid, I kid. I know you’re six months younger.)
jackelope your linky no worky.
Anaamika I am six months andsix days younger.
Try copying and pasting the URL? It’s working for me, but that could be some kind of cookie thing.
Or go to the page I keep for just such events: here.
Hey, be careful who you make fun of. Next time, maybe Tomcat’ll tell the story about the time he ate a salad and saw there was half a bee …
cringe
Now I’m thinking about all those ULs about creepycrawlies setting up house in you. And I’m usually not even arachniophobic. Or bug-phobic.
cringe
Am I the only one who wants to get a big huge tarantula, real hairy and all, find some ethnicity that treats them as a delicacy and have them show me how to cook it, and chow down on the sucker, just to gross out even more everyone else in the thread?
I regard spiders as pets & cute, but
YES
You are the only one thinking this.
