@fractalizer To tell the truth mate I was shit scared of Spiders for over half my life and would squeal like a two year old having a lollipop taken away from them whenever I ever got close to one. It was not until I moved to North Queensland and had a job that required me to walk through the webs built each night, in the dark each morning, by Golden Orb spiders that I learned to deal with that fear. Their webs are very sticky and strong and HUGE they wrap around you when you walk into one and of course the spider is usually sitting in the middle looking for a way out of there.
(Source ABC Australia.)
I used to use a cheap plastic garden rake , waving it before me like some sort of sword to protect me from the Evil demon webs, but then I found that the spiders just crawled up it and ran up my arms and onto my head anyway which drove me into hysterical fits of body movements that resembled a person on fire, but not knowing what was alight, so just slapping himself everywhere just in case that was the spot the Spider was.
Cant imagine what the spider was thinking at the time.
A few months of that Cured me, Stumbling into the stables half drunk, getting covered in Icky Sticky Golden Orb Webs just became the norm and I'd flick those long legged Arachnids of me like you would a bird poop off your shoulder.
I figured out they didn't want to be there any more than I wanted them there so we were both on the same page.
Thanks for the reply fractal :)
Lol, you put a great image in my head of that experience!
I am the spider catcher here, everyone else would kill the little sods, so I pick em up an chuck em out, tell em don't come back and they don't! Just the rest of the family!!
I've got a seven year old Girl that hunt's spiders down and catches them with her bare hands, no word of a lie. She literally cradles them up in her hands and lets them crawl all over her and they never bite her ever. She spotlights them with a torch at night with their eye shine and brings them back to us for a look with no fear of them at all no matter their size.
Creeps me out.
When my youngest son was five or so, he used to catch the cockroaches in Houston, because my wife was so scared of them, he would grab them and chuck em out!
Like you say, no fear, if they haven't learned to be afraid (from adults), then no fear! So funny!!