spiders

Today I had a fleeting moment of compassion for spiders. weird. because I really hate spiders. just spotting a spider web alone can send me into a screaming maniac. (ask karen about the time she scared me with a "fake spider" while i was peacefully reading a story to cindy) well this moment of commpassion happened as i was getting my mail. something caught my eye in the very back of my mailbox. bending down and taking off my sunglasses to get a better look i see 2 spiders, one large one and a smaller one. then in the corner was an egg sack. as i looked in neither one of the spiders moved, it was as though they were looking back at me. they really had no where to go as they were trapped in the back of the box and i was there in the front. at that very instant i starting wondering. here is a "family". momma spider, daddy spider and their egg sack of baby spiders. I know its silly but i wondered what spiders think when they go to chose their "home". I mean this probably seemed like a safe place. it is dark in there. but didnt they wonder about the activity going on in the box every day? twice a day there is activity. the mailman shoves mail in, although not all the way to their nest but pretty darn close, only about maybe 2 inches from them. then someone comes and opens the box again and takes the mail out. didnt they wonder if this is such a safe place? how do other spiders feel when there friends pick stupid places to hide and build their homes? do they laugh? or feel bad? well this is silly, spiders dont think. do they? everything is by instinct. i was thinking about all this as i came into the house to get the can of raid. but instead of getting the raid can, I decided to write about the spiders. so for now the spider family is alive and doing well.