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19 August 2004 part 2
Charlotte was most fortunately (I suppose...)not dead, and she has had her last laugh at the silly human, namely me. I stopped to study her further on leaving my house this morning for work, and absently poked at her with a piece of pine straw to see what her body looked like on the other side. The 6 legs she still has suddenly sprang to life and curled around the piece of pine straw, fumbling most likely due to both the narrowness of the pine straw and the fact that she was missing two legs. I carried her gently to the grass and put her down. I don't know if spiders can regenerate lost limbs, but if they can't I'm sure Charlotte will figure out what to do with the 6 she still has. I just hope that she doesn't hold a grudge...I really didn't mean to hurt her in trying to shoo her out of the house, and I'm quite proud of myself for being so gentle with the pine straw as I put her in the grass. You see, when I picked it up, Charlotte skittered around on it, coming straight for me...
Just like I knew she would.
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