Hobos and widows get the boot at my house. The rest live happy. I guess I did squish one of those desert Iraqi spiders, or at least a relative to one. I was trying to figure out how I had a camel spider in the Wenas. Might have came in on the neighbors gear when he came back or something. The thing was as big as a Tarantula but moved faster than Hobo. Took me about 20 feet on a dead run to get a boot on him. I wnated to capture him for a photo shoot but when he took off, so did my kill instincs.