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[roselightfairy]

I'm waging a war of terror on three spiders on the inside of the garage door. Containers and water have all been used and I've only managed to trap one of the three under a container. I'm making us all miserable - and all so I can open the door and move the sprinkler to water some plants.

*sob*

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[krait]

Oh, dear. If I were there, I'd volunteer to corral them for you! I was the Official Bug Remover during my dorm years, as my roommate wouldn't go near anything with more legs than she had. :D

[roselightfairy]

Haha, thank you! I ended up going with chemical warfare: corralling them with toxic spray into a clear space where I could smash them with a paper towel. I'm not proud of it, but I couldn't make myself do anything less cruel.

I was the Official Bug Remover during my dorm years, as my roommate wouldn't go near anything with more legs than she had. This rings too true. I remember the first time my roommate encountered a spider - because she called my name in The Spider Voice (questioning, a little tremulous, an edge of desperation) and said, "You're not afraid of spiders, are you?" And I responded by calling our other suitemate in the same voice so she could come save us.

[krait]

Heh, glad you found a solution!

I became an expert at capturing spiders and beetles under a glass (or nearest vaguely-cylindrical object) and tangling wasps in broom bristles so they could be relocated out the window.

Flies got a ten-minute time limit; if they would not shoo after that, they were flattened. Mosquitoes were flattened instantly with great prejudice (and then thrown into the fishbowl for guaranteed annihilation).