I was at a local gas station filling up the o’le tank-a-roo, and as I was watching the numbers slowly quickly rise higher and higher, and I noticed this itsy bitsy spider IN BETWEEN the glass.  I felt sorry for the dead little thing just hanging there and wondered what he must have felt with no place to go, but at the same time I wondered more about how he got in there in the first place.  I guess this itsy bitsy spider will not be going up the spout again . . . but hopefully he did one last time into spider heaven?