Imagine this, you're in the midst of morning sickness and your husband takes your baby downstairs in the morning to allow some extra rest. When you rouse yourself from your bed and walk down the stairs you feel as though all you can do is collapse on the couch and watch them play. As you're about to collapse on said couch you notice a few little black specks...you look closer...the specks have legs...eight legs to be exact. You grab a wet wipe because that's what's available and start to pinch them to their death one at a time...then you look down the couch, more specks you pinch and pinch and your eyes travel around the couch WAY more specks...to the back of the couch, even more after you've pinch killed 47 little buggers you flip the couch over trying to find the source of these miniature demons. Behold:
Lucky for me, I'm honestly not afraid of spiders and I handled it just fine. Now if it had been a nest of pincher bugs, pretty sure my couch would have been on fire in the front yard before I had much time to think.