SAM IS DEAD.

i keep wondering if there was something more i could have done for him. i assumed he knew what he was doing there in our bathtub, but maybe i was wrong. if i had given him some bugs to eat, would that have solved anything? what if i had put him outside? he could have been eaten or smushed even sooner than his eventual demise in the tub. it might have been more exciting for him though. if this, if that, i suppose. millions of things die every day without a care from anyone. sam was a spider. c'est la vie.