I think the title is enough of a warning there! My tarantulas are a lot like my children. I know that's a stretch, but I've raised some of them from the size of my pinky fingernail to the size of my palm and they're still growing. You get attached with the effort and care that involves.
One of my largest tarantulas has recently molted - discarding its exoskeleton to grow larger - and has developed more of his mature colours. He's just absolutely gorgeous and I have to share. Hopefully someone out there enjoys these next photos and I don't frighten anyone off! I'll keep them smaller in the post, but they're available in large format on my Flickr so click away if you're brave!
The first purple-pink one is Pumpkin, the large one that recently molted. There's a clear ruler on the outside of his tank on the left, and his upper left foot is near the 5" mark, the give you an idea of his size. The other little fellow - he's only about 2" in leg span - is Dmitry. I just love his copper colour.
Up top is Thor, my very first tarantula. The black thing is a pop bottle cap, and when I first got him, he was small enough to fit inside it completely and have room to spare. He's also going to grow very large, but is of a more slow-growing species and it'll be another 4-6 years before Thor is as large as Pumpkin. Next is Houdini (because he magically makes his food disappear) standing over a blue pop bottle cap. Tarantulas don't weave webs but they do produce silk, and as you can see, they can make a lot of it.
Hard as it may be to believe, I croon over these things like people croon over babies. I actually call them that half-jokingly; my tarantula babies. They just fill me with awe and wonder and curiosity. I could watch them for hours, they're such fascinating creatures. Anyway, if you got this far, yay! Thanks for tagging along with the crazy Spider Lady. Cheers!