Heidi was cleaning in the pantry and spotted this little devil. She had a nest full of eggs and did not want us messing with it. We caught her in a jar and plan to take her to the Natural Sciences instructor at the college (he inherited the bee combs last week).
In the past I would have said “Cool!” when I spotted such an impressive and dangerous creature in my house. Now with Trey around these things are no longer cool. Heidi and I have the same instinctive urge to protect our nest as the black widow does. Sorry, black widow, we’re bigger so we win.