Okay, to be totally honest, we had already lost him from Elijah's room. I think we may name him Houdini. To go back a little, earlier this week I was mowing the yard (we finally had some rain and now it is growing again) when I caught some movement out of the corner of my eye. A tarantula, an Oklahoma Brown Tarantula. They are also know as Texas Brown, but I will defer to Oklahoma since that is where we live. That won't happen often. Anyway, I got a 1/2 gallon canning jar and put him in.
Fast forward a day. Jeff comes with a paint can from Armstrong Auditorium. There is no lid and he wants me to look in it. "Snake" automatically comes to mind. Well, it was another tarantula that the painters had found. I didn't want to put them together so I found an oatmeal container, punched a few holes in the lid and put him in there.
This was all last Thursday. Yesterday Elijah comes in and asks if I let the tarantula go. "No", was my reply. Somehow the one in the oatmeal container had pushed off the lid. Now, I am very sure I put in on as tight as it would go. The last thing I want is a tarantula crawling across my face as I sleep, or falling out of some dirty laundry that is on the floor, not that there is ever dirty laundry on the floor. "Great!" is all I can think. All day long I am carefully picking things up. More for the tarantula than myself. I really didn't want to injure it. Yes it would freak me out a little and i really don't care to hold one, but I'm not really scared of them. Well to make a long story a bit longer, we found him last night. I looked up as I was ironing clothes and there he was in the windowsill. This time he is in a jar.
Here are couple of links to info about the Oklahoma/Texas brown tarantula. They are supposed to be good pets.