My Cats Dragged A Massive Tarantula Into My Home – Now I Can't Find It

Vanessa Lincoln, a resident of South Shields, was jolted from her routine tranquility when she returned home one evening from an exhaustive 11-hour shift. As she stepped into her kitchen, she noticed a peculiar lump on the tiles. It wasn't unusual for her five cats to leave little surprises behind, but this one seemed different.

Curiosity piqued, Vanessa approached cautiously, only to recoil in horror as she realized what lay before her – a massive tarantula, courtesy of her feline friend, Suki. The sheer size of the arachnid sent shivers down her spine, and with trembling hands, she managed to corral it into a tub.

Frantically, Vanessa sought assistance, hoping to rid her home of the unwelcome intruder. But what she learned next only deepened her dread – she hadn't captured the live spider but merely its discarded skin.

Now faced with the chilling prospect of a real tarantula potentially still lurking in her home, Vanessa's sense of security was shattered. With nerves on edge, she embarked on a tense quest to locate the elusive creature before it could make its presence known once more.

Horrified at the thought of the giant tarantula potentially still roaming her home, Vanessa received unsettling news from a worker at a local reptile shop. According to their assessment, due to its size, the spider was likely a female, raising the alarming possibility of it nesting within her flat.

Vanessa shared her harrowing experience, likening it to a scene from the second Harry Potter movie. She described how the massive arachnid resembled the upside-down spider in the film and expressed her shock and uncertainty about what to do next.

"The best way I can describe it is if you've seen the second Harry Potter, where the tarantula thingy down, it was upside down like that," Vanessa recounted. "I was like ‘What do I do?’ It is something that if you don’t get a photo of it, people will never believe you, it’s not something you find every day."

Vanessa's ordeal took a mortifying turn when she attempted to contain the tarantula. Despite her efforts, she found herself grappling with the sheer size of the creature, which exceeded the capacity of her dustpan and brush.

Vanessa reached out to a friend for assistance, knowing she had to be up early for work the following morning. However, to her dismay, her friend seemed skeptical and dismissed the situation as nothing more than encountering a large house spider.

Despite her efforts to seek help and warn others about the potential presence of the tarantula, Vanessa's attempts yielded no results. She reached out to her neighbors and even posted online in hopes of finding the owner of the misplaced arachnid, but to no avail.

As the days passed with the unsettling thought of the tarantula lurking somewhere within her flat, Vanessa found herself consumed by anxiety. Sleep became a rarity, and her nerves were on edge.

In an attempt to cope with the unnerving situation, Vanessa resorted to humor, joking that the only way she could come to terms with the idea of sharing her home with the creature was by giving it a name.

"I know this might sound utterly absurd," Vanessa confessed, her voice tinged with nervousness, "but the only way I've managed to cope is by giving it a name - Bermuda. You know, because anything that crosses the triangle gets lost." She let out a strained laugh, attempting to lighten the mood amidst the palpable tension.

"The worst part is, my cats are so gentle," she continued, her worry evident in her tone. "They don't have that predatory instinct. They'd probably just see it as a new toy to play with."

Her distress was palpable as she described the toll the ordeal had taken on her. "I'm absolutely sick with worry. I haven't had a proper night's sleep in a week, and there's nothing I can do about it. It's been utterly horrific, completely turning my life upside down."

Vanessa then detailed the extreme precautions she'd resorted to in an attempt to regain a sense of control. "I've stripped my walls of all frames and artwork. I'm too afraid to even close my curtains at night. And I've been sleeping on the recliner chair, terrified that it might be lurking under my bed."