When my bug buy (also known as MyHeroJody) showed up yesterday, I scrambled around and had him spray lots of inanimate objects he probably had no intention of spraying to begin with.
He saw that I was delirious and was probably afraid of what might happen to him if he didn't comply, so he did as I asked.
Before he left, I asked him to go out back and check the dog house (since that has been a popular Black Widow hotel in the past). The good news is, there were none in the dog house. But while he was out there, he started looking around.
Things you never want to hear your bug guy say:
1. See that web right there? That's the kind of web a Black Widow makes.
2. Bet there's one in there.
3. Whoa! That's a big one!
Me: Eggs! I see eggs! Do you see those eggs! Ack! (unintelligible muttering) Make it die! Make it die!
Him: Yeah, there's a few eggs. It's gonna be OK. Calm down, calm down.
I'm going to start embracing a minimalist lifestyle. The less stuff I have, the less hiding places spiders. Don't think I'm kidding.