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I would also include a clause that says I never have to see it ever. It can basically be a roommate that lives in the basement and has their own entrance in the garage.
Not sure if this is good or bad news for our great (10^6) grandchildren. On the one hand, maybe they'll see less spiders. On the other hand, urban-camo spiders sounds horrifying.
I woke up the other night gagging in my sleep. I swallowed spastically, compulsively over and over - something was in there. I coughed and wheezed and choked for what felt like hours before it was gone. But a lump lingered until I finally fell asleep again. I chose to believe it was a common house fly, but it went down large and hard.
The moral is, its not about seeing the spiders, its about having stupid, instinct-only vermin that will crawl into any dark, moist space it finds. Their instinct doesn't even allow for a concept of what a human is. They only know how to eat and screw and maybe be afraid.