All of the black widows have been fed! Here’s Verðandi just as she delivered a fatal bite to a mealworm.
Once again, the background is the lid of the container, annoyingly. Black widows are not very dynamic pets, since they like to just sit in one place and wait for their prey, and they don’t do much and are mostly inactive. I guess when you’re that pretty you can afford to be so lazy.
zygoptera says
She’s quite a lovely spider! Watching her develop should be fun to see.
Alan G. Humphrey says
It’s not as if they need to exercise to maintain their strength, unlike us warm-bloods with all our wasteful muscle mass. Instead, I like to imagine they spend their time using their brains to calculate their version of cryptocurrency, Specie of Eight™.
Autobot Silverwynde says
Uh, now I want to try and convince you to name the male Keiichi…
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Oh_My_Goddess!
brucej says
Many many years ago I was a mere student lab assistant for the USDA at one of their Honeybee research centers, and for some reasearch I no longer clearly remember (I think it was winter replacement feeding trial…commercial beekeepers over-winter their hives by sticking in a large patty of honey and pollen to keep the hive fed and ready to go early in the spring for field pollination duty) so we had a hive set up inside an unused greenhouse where we could control what they were eating.
It had a bunch of long tables set up the length of the greenhouse woth steel pole legs every 8 feet or so. Under each leg of the table there was a black widow or brown widow web, each with a mound of sucked-dry cricket husks directly underneath. This was the first time I’d ever encountered brown widows which is a deceptively drab name for some flamboyantly patterned spiders
One had white and brown zigzag tiger stripes all over it’s abdomen, alomg with a red hourglass outlined by a white line with a dark brown outline.
Silentbob says
I’m ready for my close up, Mr DeMille.
Silentbob says
Black shadow hangin’ over your shoulder
Black mark up against your name
Your green eyes couldn’t get any colder
There’s bad poison runnin’ through your veins
Evil walks behind you
Evil sleeps beside you
Evil talks around you
Evil walks behind you
Black widow weavin’ evil notions
Dark secrets bein’ spun in your web
Good men goin’ down in your ocean
They can’t swim ’cause they’re tied to your bed
Ada Christine says
future?