Run for the hills, it's Tarantula Tuesday!
Last week I removed all of the hated crickets and cleaned out Helob's terrarium. I removed the branch that looked cool but was really only a refuge for the food insects. I then removed all the carcasses I could find and cleaned up some of the webbing. I then took great pleasure in removing the crickets that had been making so much noise and causing me great irritation. I used a pair of pliers and grabbed the crickets one by one and tossed them outside my door. This was not a gentle process for the crickets as they died shortly after I grabbed them. What with the crushing of their abdomens and the guts and all. Helob got a little flustered by all this attention, so I left him alone.
The next day I stopped by my parent's house and caught some crickets in their basement. These are big crickets that do not chirp but do breed like, well, crickets. They also jump a lot higher. I must be careful when opening the top. Hopefully, Helob will eat some of these crickets. I have heard from other spider people that tarantulas will periodically go off their crickets and that it is nothing to worry about. I am glad it is nothing to worry about because the spider people creep me out. What with the four extra limbs, fangs, and chittery Aragog-style speech.