While we were working on the catchment last week, Mike and Garth found this little critter wandering around the work site. Garth took some pix of it crawling up Mike’s arm, and Daniel took some pix for his wife, who hates spiders (!), then I followed suit. The tarantula crawled up to Mike’s shoulder and around behind his neck to his other shoulder, where I lifted it gently and, at Mike’s direction, carried it safely away from where we were working.
Because our herd manager is just a big softie … for creatures great and small. 🙂
Only a couple of days earlier, I’d rescued another tarantula from being stepped on by a grazing horse moving in its direction (the horse definitely was aware of the little eight-legged crawler).
I don’t see as many tarantulas lately as the temperatures drop, but there are still some wandering about the countryside. Gotta protect these little guys and gals!
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
Some up close and personal time with the wildlife! And keeping them from harm in the work area – very thoughtful!
Great, right? 🙂
I like to look at them from a distance!
I picked that one up with gloved hands and rescued the other one by allowing it to crawl onto my shoe and hobbling away to safety. 🙂 I don’t mind them, but I think one on my bare hands would still give me the heebies! And I definitely don’t want a room full of them: https://cowboystatedaily.com/2022/11/05/a-room-full-of-tarantulas-wyoming-firefighter-says-absolutely/
Though I’m glad that guy is doing his part to preserve and protect!
My kind of guys.
They’re all pretty awesome guys. 🙂
I love those guys. I haven’t seen any here, but they’re supposed to be around.
Our guys are always out and about. They’re definitely not office types.
I meant the tarantulas but the human guys around here doing that work, I see them. 🙂
Ha – oh, right! 🙂 The *little* guys! I saw several tarantulas trying to cross the road today. … I think I managed to miss them all!
I wasn’t very clear — or clear at all!!!
Great I like the creepersà
They are a familiar part of our fall landscape, aren’t they? 🙂
In my youth, my family lived in Lamar, Colorado -where I first experienced tarantulas in the wild (and was warned to give them wide berth just like rattlesnakes back ‘home’ to the northern portion of the state) and my classmate, Betsy, brought her BIG, like GRANDADDY black PET one in for show and tell one day – bigger than the palm of my hand – and yet – curious, docile, wandering – Betsy’s ‘beloved’ got out of it’s cage, explored and hid while we were all at ‘lunch/recess’ – teacher NOT happy (and scared, but trying not to show it!) and Betsy found her beloved, in a dark corner of the supply closet – and said, “He’s was scared and hid – you all SCARED him!” and we all got a chewin’ out from Betsy over how cruel and scary we were to her beloved. I’ve never forgotten that day – and what I learned about spiders and those who see them as they really are – – 😀
What a story! And a reminder that we each affect every other little – or great – thing.