Willow rocks!

I think that my precious spider and I communicated today. I got 10 steps closer to actually holding her even!
First of all, I look over and she's on the glass near the roof of her cage. Usually she's sleeping at this time of day, so I took the top off and she crawled back down. I figured she's had enough of her bedding, which doesn't get dirty, but it does get dry. It only needs to be changed once every 3-4 months (I tell you- BEST pet EVER!). So I went ahead and scooped out the old and put in some new. Usually she dislikes this to...I figured out I have to pat it down and she won't freak. Did you know they smell with their feet? Anyway, the loose bedding would get stuck on her paws (hehe) and it's damper (they need moisture) and she usually hangs out on her log til it dries some. Not this time. I patted it down and she went around checking out her pad.

Right after lunch, Josh exclaims "MOM! Willow's in her dish, drinking water!" WHAT? Can you even imagine? I should have taken a picture but of course I didn't. I just stood there dumbfounded and a little panicked that she had drowned. So- brave me! I tipped her dish up slightly to "help" her get out to see if that's what she needed. She did pull up and back out. I put the dish back down, she waited for me to leave and SHE CLIMBED BACK IN. WHAT?! When she was done, she got out just fine without my helpful help.

That does it. She's the coolest thing EVER.