The hitchhiker

When I come back from a walk the tall person sits me down and removes all of the outside things that have attached themselves to me. He has to do it because my thick coat is like a hairy magnet for leaves and twigs and grass and those clever little sticky seeds.

Today, the tall person found something new that had hitched a ride on me.

I do remember pushing my head into a spider’s web. The tall person saw me do it and wiped the sticky strands from my nose.

Anyway, we walked on and were nearly home when the tall person suddenly stopped me and told me to stay still. I heard him laugh and then felt him carefully scoop up something from my back.

It was a big spider! It must have crawled onto me when I pushed my head into its web.

I had picked up a hitchhiker! You can see it on my left shoulder in this picture.

Hmm, perhaps it thought that it had captured me in its web and was trying to find a way to eat me. Hold on Mr. Hitchhiker Spider, I am not a fly!

I watched the tall person carefully relocate my ‘passenger’ to a bush.

I hope he will be happy in his new neighborhood.

Spin another web Mr. Hitchhiker Spider and try not to catch another dog. We are too big for you to eat!