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.