He could feel the beads of perspiration forming on his forehead as he slowly knelt, and though his body wanted to thud to the floor, he kept his movements deliberately slow. There was no need to scare her.
She had quickly become his everything. He woke for her in the morning, he rushed home to her in the evening. It was her favourite meal, it was bedding picked because it was so soft for her, he even made sure the heating and cooling was perfect just for her.
She was everything, she was his tarantula and he loved her.
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nope, not pam 
Shudders! I used to be a total arachnophobe but I used my camera and love of research to banish the fear a long way. I just need to hold a tarantula to prove and beat it properly now.
Good tale.
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Thanks Mason, my brother had a pet tarantula and I was terrified of it
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I don’t blame you they just look evil don’t they.
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Dangerous fascination
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They’re mostly harmless 🙂
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They have a fearsome reputation
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Tarantulas are not welcome in, around, or near my home, thank you.
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Each to their own 🙂
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