Cysts and no stomach
#1
I have two prayer requests for two of my spiders. I certainly hope God will indeed have mercy on these two, since veterinary science definitely has no solutions (and of course, there is no such thing as veterinary science for tarantulas, let alone for invertebrates) and I’ve had some other losses already.

1. For giant “Solstice,” who has an enormous cyst on her abdomen; who knows why it’s there. She molted recently and her previous cyst didn’t go away. I’m not sure if it’s cancerous (yes, spiders do get cancer! But again, surprise there have been no scientific studies really done on arachnid cancers!) or if it’s a cyst that has formed from a previous injury.

I’ve been told by lazy ass hobbyists that pursuing science or studies on tarantula/invertebrate veterinary science is a waste of time. I’m tired of being told “just hope for the best!” What a load of crap! Too bad nobody has tried doing tarantula ultrasounds or tarantula x-rays (well to be fair on x-raying invertebrate animals, you really don’t see much inside, since their bodily support is external). How about tarantula biopsies? How will we know unless we try?

But anyway other than that (and a missing spinneret that won’t grow back) Solstice’s behavior hasn’t really changed. A slow death from a health problem that can’t be identified? Who knows!?

2. And yes, little Stradivari is still alive, still has not molted, and still has no sucking stomach. Since he’s not eating, he’s not growing. Which means it will take him a longer period of time to molt. Even if he survives to molt, there is no guarantee he will get his sucking stomach back-and if that’s the case, I’ll have to euthanize him.

I really don’t want to euthanize little Stradivari. Again, no answers. But I’m still waiting.

It would be great that if God in his great mercy, would remember the little crawly friends that He appears to love so much (they do vastly outnumber all vertebrate animals on Earth).

How foolish is man, who only looks at the macrocosm and takes pride in destroying (not being good stewards) all the small creatures, who thinks he is greater than God Himself? Who is so obsessed with controlling creation that Man forgets he belongs to the creation, and came from the dust of the Earth?

When one stops to look down (or up in many cases) and starts to view the world from the microcosm, man can learn quite a lot. The macrocosm that man has morphed to idolize himself suddenly becomes vanity. The microcosm can allow some of us to “die unto oneself,” which is a concept I otherwise struggle with.

Remember to appreciate the small world...and prayers for my animals would be appreciated.


Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
[-] The following 3 users Like Sequentia's post:
  • Blind Horus, Catherine, olorin12
Reply
#2
(01-23-2019, 09:16 PM)Sequentia Wrote: I have two prayer requests for two of my spiders. I certainly hope God will indeed have mercy on these two, since veterinary science definitely has no solutions (and of course, there is no such thing as veterinary science for tarantulas, let alone for invertebrates) and I’ve had some other losses already.
You could petition St. Ita, who fostered a stag beetle.

Also, you could try singing,
it may be a solace to them.


            Jesukin
Lives my little cell within
What were wealth of cleric high
Al Jesu of the skies, who are 
Next my heart through every night.

Jesu, more than angel aid, 
Fostering not formed to fade
Nursed by me in desert wild
Jesu, Child of Judah's Maid.

Unto heaven's High King contest
Sing a chorus, maidens blest! 
He is o'er us, though within 
Jesukin is on our breast.
Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!
[-] The following 1 user Likes Blind Horus's post:
  • Catherine
Reply
#3
Can you upload pictures of your little friends?  :) Who is the patron saint for them, do you think? St. Francis?
Oh my Jesus, I surrender myself to you. Take care of everything.--Fr Dolindo Ruotolo

Persevere..Eucharist, Holy Rosary, Brown Scapular, Confession. You will win.
Reply
#4
I have plenty of photos of my invertebrates but I have found there really isn’t a good way to share them on FE, so I don’t post them.

Supposedly the patron saint of spiders is St. Felix of Nola but he is a relatively unknown saint even here in the west.

I always considered St. James the Greater as a patron saint of arachnoculture, despite having no association to spiders. He is one of my favorite Saints and my “unofficial” patron family Saint. I also like St. Catherine of Alexandria, and St. Jude for non-spider related requests. The Fourteen Holy Helpers are also protectors of animals.

Despite being venomous animals, my tarantulas bring me peace and I love being around them. At least I know a tarantula will do no real damage to me. As an example, my cat clawed up my hand real badly today and most of my hand is bandaged up from bleeding. A tarantula’s fangs will leave no visible scars and more than likely won’t leave any bleeding whatsoever. Effects from receiving venomous bites-if it is even injected into skin-vary from person to person. It can range anywhere from very minor to swelling or pain at the most extreme.

Still something to be very cautious of, but a Tarantula can’t kill you like a dog or a human being can.


Sent from my iPhone using Tapatalk
Reply
#5
Just for fun

https://mobile.twitter.com/TwoPaddocks/s...9229664256
Oh, where are the snows of yesteryear!
Reply
#6
1) yes, I’ll pray for the tarantulas recovery, as much as spiders creep me out.

2) this: “How foolish is man, who only looks at the macrocosm and takes pride in destroying (not being good stewards) all the small creatures, who thinks he is greater than God Himself? Who is so obsessed with controlling creation that Man forgets he belongs to the creation, and came from the dust of the Earth?“

Is epic. Beautifully stated.

3) at the risk of sounding like a crass jerk, how does one euthanize a tarantula? I’m envisioning a boot... 
-sent by howitzer via the breech.

God's love is manifest in the landscape as in a face.  - John Muir

I want creation to penetrate you with so much admiration that wherever you go, the least plant may bring you clear remembrance of the Creator.  A single plant, a blade of grass, or one speck of dust is sufficient to occupy all your intelligence in beholding the art with which it has been made  - Saint Basil

Heaven is under our feet, as well as over our heads. - Thoreau, Walden
Reply




Users browsing this thread: 1 Guest(s)