In this particular picture (below) I had accidentally knocked Lolth's enclosure onto the floor and he had free fallen 3 feet down to the ground and landed on my sock. I picked him up before he went onto my pesticide-infused carpets (I also have two cats, and cats come with the risk of fleas, so my carpets are flea treated - unfortnuately, flea treatment is no observer of species!) and took a photo to be able to assess damage before I put him into another enclosure.
Once I was sure that Lolth was okay and I had calmed down, I then posted the picture to a group asking about tarantulas life stages as I was wondering whether he was a spiderling or a juvenile - as by his size i would say spiderling, but he is developing the adult colouration of a juvenile. I didn't really think much of the fact that he was on my hand, as I knew the circumstances and he was there for literally moments. As a recovering arachnophobe, handling my tarantulas is not something I do on a daily basis, and I didn't appreciate the aggressive tone of the admin - though I am damned proud of myself for being more concerned about Lolth's wellbeing than being scared of the fact he was on my foot! But at the same time, I couldn't be bothered with explaining myself to the powers that be, because..... why do I need to explain myself to strangers? Its just a shame because in the right hands social media could be used to gently educate and guide, but because it's run by power hungry, self important ignoramus', people who genuinely want to learn get chased away by aggressive attitudes, behavior, and gate keeping.
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