My New Buddy

I now have a pet curlyhair tarantula. I call it Helob, because I get this vibe that it is a male(and I am not horribly imaginative with names). That may just be the smell of all the testoserone that fills my apartment, but whatever. Helob doesn't do a whole lot. The first night he ate two giant cricket I caught in my parent's basement. Since then, he has eaten maybe one cricket. I wish he would eat one more. The one that keeps chirping. Maybe Helob is holding a hunger strike to get more of the big crickets. He should know that he has to clean his plate before he gets more food. Watching him devour the second large cricket was seriously cool. Helob moved it around with his front little arms and keep stabbing it with his inch long fangs. His fangs are about one quarter of his body length. He is a lot like me in that respect.