[Evans, Marv]

Two or so years ago my wife was going to work (school). When I opened the garage door, there was a small tarantula hunkered against it (it was cold) right where she would have backed out and made tarantula butter out of it. I asked her if she wanted to take it to school for the kids to see. She said yes, so I put it into a glass jar. Of course it ended up as the classroom pet and was named "George." He gets a nice enclosure, crickets, grasshoppers, plants, places to hide, etc., and the kids love him. They brag how not other class has a tarantula for a pet. She takes him out once in a while and he crawls around on her hands, clothing, etc., and the kids love it.