Crickets And Spiders

[xp_meggan]

I tried to squish a big spider last night when it crawled on my pillow, but he refused to die. He's just all wobbly, even after I stepped on him. He's all uneven, and he's missing a leg and one of his many eyes is all crooked, and I'm starting to feel guilty.

And incredibly nervous that he'll want revenge if I try to use a rolled up newspaper to put him out of the misery he's obviously in.

...there's also a little black cricket who looks all beaten up. He tries to hop, but he's missing his back legs, and plops down twitching like he's going to finally pass away, before trying again. Poor little thing.

I scooped them up into a shoebox, until I know what to do.

Comments

[x-network.livejournal.com]

omg ew :(

[x-meggan.livejournal.com]

I know.

Well, the spider isn't coming towards me, or trying to find a way out of the box, so that's something? They both just...look at me. Or they're attempting to, not all the eyes are doing so great.

[x-jeangrey.livejournal.com]

Meggan can you bring them by the biology lab? I'd like to take a look.

[x-meggan.livejournal.com]

I'll bring them right away!

[x-mandelbrot.livejournal.com]

...if you cut their heads off they'll...uh...stop doing that.

[x-meggan.livejournal.com]

They'll stay 100% dead, then? Poor Sir Cricket can stop struggling to hop badly, with just two legs?

(And oh, bits of one just snapped off as he wriggled--make that one and a quarter legs)

[x-mandelbrot.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I am almost totally sure mister cricket needs all the parts that keep you alive in order to keep coming back. So no brain or heart and he stays dead.

I'm pretty sure. It works with rats.

[x-meggan.livejournal.com]

I wonder if a very long toothpick umbrella straight to the heart would end the suffering of an non-dying cricket.

(There's a sentence I never thought I'd write.)

[x-meggan.livejournal.com]

Okay! I’m…leaving the biology lab right now to locate one of those teeny paper umbrellas. For when Dr. Grey's all done checking out the poor little guys. I know there have to be a couple floating around in my room from a couple months ago—ones that didn’t make their way to Molly’s paper umbrella hat.

...I'll get a strong, thick toothpick for the lopsided and staring spider. I don't know if I could cut the heads off either of them without messing up, squishing, and hurting them even more.

[x-mandelbrot.livejournal.com]

You know, I can do it for you if you want. Since it's like my fault and shit anyway.

[x-meggan.livejournal.com]

I managed to paper umbrella Sir Cricket back to death. Mr. Spider is somehow managing to stare intently, while wriggling away from my picks. Could you do him? I didn't think he'd be able to see well enough with the crooked eyes.

Do we need to do anything else for them, after they're really and truly dead? Bury them out back or something? I've never dealt with undead arachnids or crickets before.

[x-mandelbrot.livejournal.com]

I will come over and handlebmister spider in a sec.

You don't have to do anything special as far as I know. It's not like hallowed ground will keep them down or something.