I recall the time Chuck Jensen, from up the road, came down to visit me and as he was walking up the driveway a giant spider jumped out of the tree and landed on his chest. Chuck let out a scream and I told him to hold on while I grabbed my camera.
"Hurry up, Gus! This damn thing is crawling toward my head!"
I got back outside just as Chuck was peeling the spider from his chest. I snapped the picture....
Chuck threw the spider on the ground and my ol' hound dog scampered over and ate it in a matter of seconds.
The dog looked up at me and one of the spider's legs was sticking out of the corner of his mouth. It looked funny as hell, the dog staring at us with that spider leg still twitching. Finally the dog's tongue snared the leg and with a swift gulp it was gone.
Chuck and I went into the house and had a beer.