Every morning last week, there was a spider web attached to the car. An active one, with a spider in the center, waiting for flies, moths, and possibly small rodents. It would anchor one side to the carport post, and the other side to the driver’s side rear door. This resulted in me walking around through another carport, tossing my stuff in the back from the front seat, then gleefully ripping the web apart as I drove out of the space.
This happened three or four mornings in a row.
You’d think the spider would tumble to the fact that “Hey, this giant metal thing moves every day! Maybe I should attach my web to something else!”
Eventually it did. On Friday, it stayed outside and used the post and the roof instead, and by Saturday it had gone somewhere else. But it seems to be a common failing in spiders: we went by my parents’ house one night last week and there was another one, stretched from the olive tree to the minivan.
Spider catapult
Funny you should mention that — over the last week we’ve had spider webs strung up all over the front of the house: over the alley gate next to the garage, in front of my aunt’s bedroom window, and (without fail) between one of the two trees flanking our driveway and whichever car happens to be parked on that side. (Haven’t had both cars webbed at once yet, though.) Last Tuesday was especially awkward, since I like to park tail first, and a largish web had two anchor points on the driver’s side door; I too had to walk around and climb into the car from the passenger side (and snapped the web as I drove off, natch). Odd as it may sound, this may have launched the spider responsible onto the side of the house, since the next day’s web was in front of aforementioned bedroom window.