I’ve written about Gyozo before; this is an update on her.
Considering how much I am afraid of spiders (well, size does matter in this case), we became strangely invested in the well-being of Gyozo. I took her off the Christmas tree before we took the tree out, and placed here on a rose we have in the window. For some reason she decided she preferred the wall to the green plants; so she set up shop next to the window. I’ve also fed her some aphids over the weeks, but, for some reason they died off by themselves, so I was left without a source of nourishment. And Gyozo seemed very incapable of catching anything by herself. When I saw a disoriented fly on the floor during cleaning I knew my time came to shine. Armed with a pair of tweezers I managed to hunt down the prey and carefully deposited it into Gyozo’s net. She jumped on the fly the same size as she was without hesitation; I think she was so hungry, that her normally shy behaviour (she always ran away when I touched her net no matter how delicate I was) disappeared. I guess she thought that either she is going to eat or she is going to be eaten, but she would not give a damn. (I even have a photo of her with her -well, our– prey.)
Let this whole thing sink in a bit. I’m actually hunting prey for the spider who set up shop in our living room.
Wildlife has the tendency of ignoring your personal space, and invade your little apartment without any hesitation.
This is how Gyozo (a Hungarian version of the name “Victor”) has joined our little family in November. I suspect she (as it is almost certainly a “she”) did not particularly care for the cold, and found our place more accommodating. She built her little web under the ceiling, and that was that. (She seems to be a common garden spider; not your usual in-house arthropod.)
We left her alone (my wife named her Gyozo) as she was quite small and nonthreatening. (Anyone knowing me probably knows this one fact: I’m scared of spiders.) I would not have been so laid back if it was one of those monstrous house spiders roaming the UK. Those suckers have no business being in a non-tropical place.
Anyhow, back to the original point.
In December we erected a Christmas tree, left for two weeks, and when we came home, Gyozo was gone. At least that’s what I thought. A couple of days passed by before I realized we have an extra Christmas ornament -a small garden spider hoping to catch something (anything) among the pine branches. Funny how these things go; as soon as you attach a name to something you start caring for it. I genuinely felt worry for her as I did not think she could hope to catch anything to eat. The apartment we live in is thankfully short on insects, and it felt cruel to put her out in the middle of the winter. At least this is what I thought until I discovered aphids on a houseplant we have.
And this is how I started feeding Gyozo. She is getting a regular supply of aphids; I suspect she might be getting fed up with the taste (if she is, she is free to write messages Charlotte’s web-style). I also assume she will be constructing philosophical arguments about the true nature of The Tweezers, and what it means to regularly find flightless insects in her net. (Or maybe she’s patting herself on the back for successfully taming two humans. Who knows.)
On my part I have to face the fact that I now have a pet spider.