I was thinking about how I've missed owning tarantulas. I've owned at least one pretty much constantly for the last 12 years, but parted with my red leg about a year ago, and had none since.
We went to PetsMart to get crickets on Sunday for the geckos, and I got to talking with one of the clerks there. After talking about spiders for a bit, she told me they had a rosehair in the back that came missing a leg. They wanted to adopt him out to a good home. I checked with my fiance and he was ok with it, so we brought the little sweetie home. He/she is very calm and friendly, but by far the hungriest t I've ever seen. I put about 10 crickets in with him and BAM...he nailed three at once and wrapped them up. Within a few hours all of the crickets were gone.
I named him "Siete" since he only has 7 legs.
Then today when I went to get a few live feeder mice at a different store, a guy brought in a Thai tiger tarantula his girlfriend was making him get rid of. She was afraid of it. I told him I'd take it since the store didn't want another spider. It's a gorgeous little velvety specimen, with a vivid holographic tiger pattern on its rump. It's not the friendliest thing- he chased me out of his cage while I was setting him up in it, but I put a glove on and got him to climb on it so I could safely get him back into his new home.
I've decided to go with "Vlad the Impaler" as name for this fierce little fellow!
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