I think Crick-rantulas are completely disgusting.

It all started when my sisters saw a nasty looking bug in the garage, and mom sent them down to kill it. McKinley was screaming and jumping around, and Maggie was trying to kill it, but instead it got lost. Fast forward a few days.

Mom and Dad cleaned out the garage and we thought we had lost the nasty little bug. We were no longer afraid to take out the trash. Little did we know, the disgusting thing still lurked somewhere closer than we thought.......

ANYWAY.  Maggie and I went to get the trash out of the garage that had been building up due to the fact that my sisters forgot to take out the trash last week while I was at orientation and we missed the trash men. Great right? NOT.  All the sudden, I hear Maggie scream! "IT WAS ON MY FOOT!!!!!" Then mom killed it.

Later, Maggie and I were talking about the awful experience. She told me it was like a mix between a spider and a cricket. Apparently (according to Maggie), it had like, seven legs. I told her it could not have been a spider, because spiders have eight legs. She said, "Well crickets have six! It was a mix!! It was a crick-rantula!"

And that's it. Maggie was attacked by a crick-rantula and lived to tell about it.