6/7/10 The earwig began to move when the light went on. I dropped in a piece of wadded tissue drenched with water. Neither has touched it. The earwig kept moving toward it and then backed away. I might have dropped into part of the webb.
The spider attacts. This time the earwig swings up the pintures, twisting, contorting in his effort to grab the spider. It backs off, back to his web. Earwig discovers the moth on the floor. The spider jerks it up with a strand of webb still attached until only one end lies within reach of the earwig. Coming at it from the wing end, the earwig is able to to chew at it, turning it, searching for an edible part. Not much there, but how many bites does it take to fill an earwigs stomach!
Monday, June 7, 2010
Sunday, June 6, 2010
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6/4/10 I woke up this morning feeling tired out. At the sink, looking for glass of water, I spy a spider, a young blackwidow about an half inch long, or maybe it's a non-gairy wolf spider. He pauses under the sink mat before moving across an open hole. It amazes me that he seems to know I am watching him. My interest grows. My brain scans to think of where I could keep him.
I became aware that I was no longer tired - I was excited at the prospect of studying him, (shall I call him Cyde?) and doing research him. I think I found a passion. Racing to the cupboard I found a mason jar. I had learned from earlier experience, that if you capture a critter and put it on the shelf to gaze at occasionally, it became boring, he probably dies. But if it is on your desk where he is practically living with you, then you catch great action and insight.
6/6/10 I caught a tiny ant and what might be a flea and tossed them in the jar. The spider went for the ant the instant he stepped onto the web, that left the flea to roam free.
The EARWIG found in the door jam sped up the action. He is sly and very agile, and is able to avoid each of the attacts. After several minor encounters the spider sits his web waiting for his chance. The earwig has searched the top of the jar - nothing there. Occasionally he falls to the bottom creating a flurry of action until he can get make his escape. Right now, I can't believe what I see. The spider is suspended upside down on his web beside the ant shrouded in the web. He dangles upside down while the earwig only an inch below, intricately cleans himself. I guess the spider can't do a flip in the air to land on him. Perhaps he is afraid he will be eaten. He may have figured out already that the earwig is armed with a dangerous set of pinchers at the ready. How does he know? Instinct I guess.
Aha! A new contestant, a black moth has entered the scene. He didn't get far either. The spider sprang to his head. The injected poison acted so fast that I didn't even see the moth flip a wing. The spider has finished his meal, and hangs the moth by his wingtips to finish off latter. Sure enough, by evening he has finished with the moth, he compacts him with a few more wraps of silk and drops him to the bottom of the jar. The earwig is spared a little longer.
I became aware that I was no longer tired - I was excited at the prospect of studying him, (shall I call him Cyde?) and doing research him. I think I found a passion. Racing to the cupboard I found a mason jar. I had learned from earlier experience, that if you capture a critter and put it on the shelf to gaze at occasionally, it became boring, he probably dies. But if it is on your desk where he is practically living with you, then you catch great action and insight.
6/6/10 I caught a tiny ant and what might be a flea and tossed them in the jar. The spider went for the ant the instant he stepped onto the web, that left the flea to roam free.
The EARWIG found in the door jam sped up the action. He is sly and very agile, and is able to avoid each of the attacts. After several minor encounters the spider sits his web waiting for his chance. The earwig has searched the top of the jar - nothing there. Occasionally he falls to the bottom creating a flurry of action until he can get make his escape. Right now, I can't believe what I see. The spider is suspended upside down on his web beside the ant shrouded in the web. He dangles upside down while the earwig only an inch below, intricately cleans himself. I guess the spider can't do a flip in the air to land on him. Perhaps he is afraid he will be eaten. He may have figured out already that the earwig is armed with a dangerous set of pinchers at the ready. How does he know? Instinct I guess.
Aha! A new contestant, a black moth has entered the scene. He didn't get far either. The spider sprang to his head. The injected poison acted so fast that I didn't even see the moth flip a wing. The spider has finished his meal, and hangs the moth by his wingtips to finish off latter. Sure enough, by evening he has finished with the moth, he compacts him with a few more wraps of silk and drops him to the bottom of the jar. The earwig is spared a little longer.
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