• remon@ani.social
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    17 hours ago

    It’s really the other way around. You get to learn the personality of the spiders (and may become fond of them).

    But yeah, some species are just like that. We had a bunch of Pterinochilus murinus or “OBTs” (orange bamboo tarantula … but also orange bitey thing). They are nasty. Always on edge, no chill. Just feeding them was a pain because you had to open the enclosure and they would come at you.

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        29 minutes ago

        Feeding those took some real preperation. We first had to seal the room (closing an gaps at the doors/windows) as well as blocking all corners and cranies where they could potentially hide.

        Then we stripped. Not kidding.

        The first time feeding them one of them ran up my brothers arm and straight into his shirt. It was an absolute pain to get it out of there (and he totally got bitten in the process). From then on we’d take off all loose clothing when opening their enclosures. So yeah, just socks and tight fitting boxer briefs.

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      I love how these fuckers have a Wikipedia article that’s like: “Yup. Their nickname sums it up. These are fucking motherfuckers that do nothing but look pretty. Do not touch them, do not keep them, they are just mean fuckers.” And they stress that ‘fucker’ part like 4 times.

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      15 hours ago

      My orange biting teleporter escaped one night. She went back home quietly, but damn if I wasn’t scared for the cat.

      She wasn’t too mean unless you opened her hut, Ya she was a little shit.