My preteen daughter is often tickled by my anecdotes of saving a tiny little spider, living in my kitchen, that occasionally falls into the counter sink.
Smooth vertical walls prevent it from climbing out, and I help out with a paper towel, lifting it up to the counter, to watch it scamper away. In one such incident – I do not know if it’s the same tenth-of-a-pinkie-fingernail spider I save each time – I found that this brave little thing had climbed almost all the way to the top of the sink, rather than its usual posture, near the bottom, waiting for me. As I helped it out, I found it’d attached itself to the sink wall with a short tether line…having figured a way out of this spider death trap, perhaps. I don’t see it in the sink much more these days.
Upon narrating this, the story thrilled my daughter no end. She too loves insects, birds, cats, dogs, and all of nature…having overcome any innate instincts that give rise to typical human shivers and screams.
It’s easy to dismiss such little beings as inconsequential…but truth is often far stranger than fiction. Spiders are so much more than mere insects: they coordinate eight amazing, hydraulically powered legs, a multitude of eyes, and an inimitable nanotechnology marvel of nature – spinneret glands, and silk. Their life skills – web spinning and building, hunting, immobilizing their prey, and procreation – to mention a few – are without par. They help maintain a balance of insects and other prey in any environment.
How can we not help them, when we can?