Morning, girls! I used to be terrified of them as well, but wasn't too bad with the little ones so, much to hubby's horror, I got myself a baby tarantula, thinking that if ahe grew up with me, I could get over my fear! She was tiny when I got her & had to feed her on fruit flies, but she grew to be as big as my hand & lived for 10yrs. Hubby always hated her, but it cured me & now I'm fine with them, so long as they don't surprise me. An empty jam jar & a bit of card come in handy for catching without hurting them & then pop'em outside. They'll probably come back, though.....!! K