Goodlukwitthat
Arachnoknight
- Joined
- Mar 10, 2015
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So again here I am thinking the T hobby isn't for me. I mean I love arachnids but bad things just keep happening. on OCT 1st my girlfriend went and picked up a surprise birthday present for me a lovely G. pulchripes sling about 3/4 of an inch or so. Even though my birthday wasn't until yesterday (the 3rd) she decided to go ahead and give me my gift. I was overwhelmed and so happy she had gotten me the T I had been wanting for over 8 years, the T that I originally wanted to start out with. As soon as she got it home it ate a small cricket and was roaming around its small jello shot cup exploring its new habitat. When got home she showed me the little T and she asked if i knew what it was and I said "well its not a H. gigas it must be a G.pulchripes." She said it was my early birthday gift and wanted to know if I liked it. Obviously I absolutely loved it as I had been wanting one for years. I showed my gratitude as i said how much i loved the gift. the next morning (the 2nd) was really cold in our T room, the T was doing just fine as we had a heat lamp over it and some scorpions we have that are still to small to have in critter keepers or tanks. So we turned the heat on and it warmed up quickly, other than that that day went fine. Ok so yesterday (the 3rd) was a really good day, didn't work cause I called off sick (I wasn't) only because I had previously requested it off and it was approved, then 5 people used personal days and somehow overruled my approved day. So me and my girlfriend hung out most of the day until that night when my friends wanted to take me out to a bar where there was live music and beer lol. Even though I didn't drink (anything not even a coke) I still had a odd feeling about that night. My girlfriend tagged along but soon after wanted to go home after seeing that her EX's band was was there and she had me take her home. I went back to the show but could not for the life of me have a good time. Something was giving me a bad vibe so when the main event (Worst Kept Secret) came on stage I listened to one song and decided I was going home. When I get home its around 1am and I go to bed. I wake up and me and my GF go into the living room to check on the T's like every morning...... Bad news.... The heat lamp had fallen in the night and landed in my new additions enclosure.... It had died from the heat.... Once again I'm here at the cross roads where I am unsure I'm cut out for the hobby. I have never had this bad of luck in my life... Grieving process..... Begin.....