I detest spiders. I was bitten by a rather large orb weaver that had taken up residence between the legs of my porch chair, unbeknownst to me. As I was sitting, enjoying a cold beer, something stung the side of my hand and I let out a howl. I jumped up and it was scurrying across the porch and my neighbor asked, "Did that thing just bite you!!?" I nodded in the affirmative and chased the traitor over the railing and down into the grass, where I found it trying furiously to get away. I stomped on it and was victorious. Bittersweet victory though, as the next day there was a lump the size of a golf ball on the side of my hand. I hate spiders and my new house is so close to Lake Huron that there is spiders all over it, including Brown Recluse that are downright dangerous to all, and deadly to my wife. Needless to say my house is sprayed twice a year minimum, and there are electronic bug repellers all over it. Seems to be far better than when we first bought it.