i had a large Tarantula. I found him in a puddle, struggling to get out, just after a storm. Scooping him out of the water, i took him back to my cell and layed him on my blanket. He recuperated quickly, and was roaming around my cell for a warm, dry, dark spot twenty minutes later.
This big, hairy spider roamed freely in my cell every night and haunted roaches, crickets and even moths. Was it his natural instinct to hunt or a thank you for helping him out in a jam? Either way, I appreciated it.
Occasionally, I would wake up in the morning to find him sleeping in the center of the floor. Fearing what the guards would do to him, I'd gently nudge him under my bunk with my toe until he lazily meandered under my bunk. His usual slumber-spot.
But he vanished. He is no longer in my cell. he isn't sleeping off a long night under my bunk as i write this. or is he...
3 days ago