Caution, if you do not like tarantulas or have phobias against them, kindly skip this story, otherwise read on, because it is kind of spooky. (Sorry mods, I just need to share this story)
I keep tarantulas and I breed "Baboons" which are tarantulas from Africa, no, nothing personal or against any kind of people around, they are called "Baboons". (For some extra knowledge, Asian Tarantulas are called Earth-Tigers, those from Americas, Bird-Eaters. Those that live in trees of Jungles, Tree-Spiders.)
Basically for any tarantulas females live longer than males, and look prettier and more "tarantula-like".γI usually will burn the dead slings first before disposing of them incase they have unknown germs or virus harmful to the environment.
That, will be my public opinion, behind that, I am afraid of those tiny creatures (why do I still keep them? Maybe I feel that I have responsibility to take care of them), not physically but I use to have nightmares about spiders during my childhood. I forgot most of them but I would always wake up sweating and heart pumping,γlike the type of frightening feeling that you have against something spiritual or... Something mentally frightening (does anyone know how to explain that?).
One of the "Baboons" gave birth and had the webbed the eggs and was carrying it around to prevent them to stick together, but it died and batch of the slings (about 50 to 80 tarantula babies) were born with poor health. I thought they will not make it but most survived... For some days. This time since the mother was a 18 year old tarantula (Yes, it lived 18 years which is normal for a tarantula and it still gave birth), I decided to preserve the body and make specimen from it. (The dead slings were burnt.) Just to explain why the following would be spooky, the female tarantula would protect the slings until they hatch, unlike true spiders, tarantula slings will not eat up the mother.
I have put the "body" in the freezer for a couple of days before dissection to kill any possible living "creatures" inside it.
That night when I was cleaning the kitchen floor in the corner of my right eye I saw a white blur which seemed like a spider or something crawling with long legs, I thought I saw one of my tarantulas escaping so I turned around slowly and got a tall cup to catch it... But white? Never saw one and none of my tarantulas are white, I thought again... It was kind of like a smoke or... Visible wind? I tried to see what it was but I lost sight of it.
The next day I did what I needed, cleaned the "body", spread it and the final part (get a sharp cutter and...). When I tried to dissect it the abdomen begun to move, I thought it was just my imagination, but it literally was popping up and down. I thought to myself it could be gases, but I thought again, not possible. I was poking the tarantula but it was dead no movement on the legs. So I forget about being afraid, and begun to cut the abdomen. Strangely I have freed 3 tarantula slings, no this is not normal and it is very strange. When they hatch they are called eggs with legs or pins and then spider shape, slings. How did they end up inside the mother's body and still living? I kept them in tiny capsules like other slings but I marked them incase they will carry germs or parasites. (they are still doing a good job, eating and webbing up the capsule.
Do you think even tarantulas and other creatures with long life will have strong visible spirits like mammals do?
Did the female tarantula like other "mothers" try to protect her last babies even after its death?
Indeed!
Mothers are powerful.
Good example is "Mother Nature".