[Sooner or later]

Originally Posted by 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.

Had one at the plant in Tyler. Named it Skippy because we caught him in an empty Skippy peanut butter jar. Lived for years.