I've got a touch of arachnophobia. Something about critters with twice as many limbs as I have just creeps me out. Still, living out in the country means that I get to interact with spiders. They're in my barn, they're in my shed, they crawl all over the garden, and in the fall they'll try to come inside.
Today as I wandered the estate, I managed to find a funnel web spider hanging out. Nothing special, I just managed to catch him before he scooted down the tunnel. Go on, Mr. Spider. Eat all the bugs you want.
Now, if I could just find something to eat poison ivy . . . .