Dead Bugs

[poliphilo]

There was a spider in the sink. I fetched a piece of paper and scooped it out. I like spiders.

In fact I like all bugs. My fear of them has to do with hurting them. Those fat squashable bodies, those flimsy wings and legs. For some reason I'm horrified by dead bugs. Living ones are fine. Dead ones- aaargh!

When I was a very small child I was sitting in the bath and I turned round and there was a big drowned moth bobbing about behind me. I got out of that water soooo fast...

Swimming pools were always problematic for me because of the drowned insects. Still are. I steer clear of pools though I love swimming in the sea. I guess insects must drown in the sea, but you don't see them do you? Maybe the waves sink em. Maybe the fish gobble 'em down double-quick fast.

I just watched Dennis Potter's Singing Detective. It's full of horrors. But the bit that got me was when the little boy killed a ladybird. Omigod.

If there's one thing I despise in a movie it's gratuitous bug-squashing.

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[halfmoon-mollie.livejournal.com]

I have been known to pick up worms from the sidewalk and return them to the grass. There are, of course, seasons when there are so many worms on the sidewalk that one would never get to where one is going if one stopped for every one.

I do that when I can, too. We have rather large spiders at the cottage, and some of them would make you rather ill were you bitten. I try to stay out of their way...

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

We don't have poisonous spiders in Britain...at least I don't think we do...