I'm the breadwinner. I kill the spiders. Actually I don't kill them. I put them in a plastic bag and take them outside. I take out the trash cans. I change the light bulbs. I lug the 50 lbs. suitcases down the stairs.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
If I see a spider in the flat, I try to get a cup and a piece of paper and throw it out of the window. I can't kill them because they're good for catching flies.
I never kill insects. If I see ants or spiders in the room, I pick them up and take them outside. Karma is everything.
I'll fight a bear, but I don't like spiders. I'm not a fan of those.
Spiders keep me awake at night. If I see one that's too big to get under a glass, there will be big problems. I'll spend the rest of the day feeling like I'm being terrorised by this missing spider.
From everything I can read about Aussie spiders, it seems like all they really like doing is hiding in your house or garden or car until you 'accidentally' disturb them - probably by doing something crazy like putting on the shoe they are lurking in - and they can officially bite you to pieces.
Most spiders eat and remake their webs every night.
I don't eat animals. I rescue strays and take injured pigeons to the wildlife rehab. I carry spiders and wasps outside in a cup covered with a 3x5 card. It would only follow that I'd take pause when contemplating the abrupt and apparently brutal ending of a tiny human being's life, or even a potential human being's life.
I do not knowingly kill any living thing - including insects or rodents - and I thank my food for sustaining me.
I'm massively scared of spiders. Even small ones scare the life out of me.
I'm absolutely terrified of spiders.