Along came a spider....or 10

(You will appreciate this blog post much more if you had the tune from The good, the bad and the ugly playing in your head as you read it)
The 8 legged arachnid poses stealthily on the carpet. Almost fully camoflouged. Waiting for it's next victim. The humble creature does not suspect a thing as the large homo sapien life form moves towards it with a red can. A blast of cold compressed air makes the arachnid panic and try to scurry away from it's frost emiting adversery when suddenly it's tiny book lungs are filled a poisonous substance. The creature struggles to try and move it's half hydraulic-half muscle legs in an attempt to get to a region that's not polluted and fill its lungs with sweet clean air but his muscles are failing due to the lack of oxygen and he begins to panic.
The posion quickly spreads to the rest of its body. Its hind legs now dead. It keeps trying to drag itself forwards with his other apendages. The pain is unbearable now and his body topples over to one side. All legs slowly come together in a curled pattern to stop at their final resting position.
And the spider, once a free beast on the endless plain that was my carpet is no more.
A sudden influx of spiders into our house has made Doom our best friend.(By 'Doom' i mean the insecticide that kills instantly, not the computer game, the bad guy in fantastic four or prophet of) So at the moment our carpet has been aptly nicknamed the spider graveyard having killed about 10 spiders on it. It is a hard job, but someone's gotta do it. Keep the peace in the house by patrolling the corridors and elminating all threats.

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