But it wasn't me! I had to move hay to day and this is what I found snoozing on the tractor: Ehhhh: I buckle in. Check out my fancy seat belt. I hate it when my tractor gets fractious and throws me out. And off we go! When I completed my job, the spider was traumatized, but unhurt. I think she gave me the raised fang in this photo: But her web was still intact: And I left her to her creature comforts. Until next time Ms. Spider!