RIP Walnut Orb Weaver

Sorry for the rubbish phone pics.

I got my gloves out of the conservatory to do a bit of weeding, had a quick look, put them on and got on with my jobs. Five minutes in and I feel a nasty little spike in my little finger. Sadly, my reaction was to whip the glove off and crush whatever was in there. I was pretty sure what it was before I had my hand free, though.

Eventually I managed to turn the little finger inside out and there was a slightly emptied spider. What a shame. Oddly, it had dragged all sorts of bits of grass and tiny twigs in there with it.

The actual bite was pretty innocuous, it felt like a minor splinter except for an odd feeling of force. The aftermath wasn't so pleasant, minor lightheadedness and nausea for a couple of hours. Minor. Totally unsure whether any of that was envenomation or more likely latent arachnophobia and injured pride :)

Mostly gutted that I killed something.