"Hajur, bill dinos" ("sir, bill please"). Time
to go. Tomorrow the adventure begins.
After
three days that spider was still in my room. It was time to act. Carefully, I moved my duffle bag from the wall revealing his hiding place. Trapping all eighty pounds of him
under a wicker waste basket, with a mighty heave, I flung the edge
of the basket scooting him through the space under the door to the hallway, where he
proceeded to scamper quickly down the hall and under my neighbor’s door.
I
listened for a few minutes to see if any blood curdling scream
emitted from that room.
Silence!?
Nobody home................yet.