Today was a first for me as I found myself presiding over a funeral for an arachnid, that had the misfortune to wander into our kitchen. My daughter had been set on returning him to the great outdoors ,but before I could find a suitable container to transport the little guy in. He had a rather unfortunate run in,
(with my two year old nephews foot. Ouch!)
Naturally my little girl was upset by this so...long story short I helped to make arrangments for my first spider funeral.
we buried the little fella in the garden and I snapped a few photo's of my daughter and nephew
(who said he was very sorry) As they thought of a few nice things to say about the dearly departed, before placing some flowers they had picked on the (very small) mound of dirt for him.
I did accidentally giggle once during the eulogy, In my defense I couldn't help but get a little tickled when my daughter commented on how nice and pokey looking all his legs were.
Although I'm certain it was a very nice compliment for a spider.