Tales of the Wild

Headgirl is in the shower, Equuschick is cleaning the kitchen, and she hears a cry of some sort coming from the bathroom. It sounds like this-“OOOOOOOOOOOOOOWOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOaaaaahooohhhhhhhh!” She is concerned. She knocks on the door and says, with the sense of a sister who knows her older sister very well, “Is there a spider in there?” “Yes!” (Pitifully.) “Would you like me to kill it for you?” “Normally I could do it myself, but I’m in the shower and he’s BIG,and he was hiding under that washcloth,and he’s been watching me the WHOLE TIME.” (At this point, Equuschick positively hears the Headgirl shuddering.) So she enters the bathroom, picks up some tissue paper, and heads for the spider. It is rather large, and she tells Headgirl that “these are the times it’s hard for me to kill them, when they’re big like that it makes them all the more alive, and all the more dead when you kill them, and I feel bad.”

“KILL IT!”

She kills it. And thus another innocent spider loses his life at the hands of the Equuschick. Touch not these hands of mine, they are stained with the blood of a harmless spider.

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