Black Widow Spiders I
Have Known
Forrest M. Mims III
Black widow spiders (genus Latrodectus)
are found in many countries, and five species are found
in the United States, including our stretch of Geronimo
Creek in South-Central Texas. Their venom is the most
dangerous of any North American spider.
When we lived in New Mexico, we discovered
that black widows were especially common. They construct
their tangled webs under porches, in stacks of firewood
and even under outhouse seats.
Black widows are ordinarily very timid.
But they will aggressively protect their web, and especially
their egg sack, by attempting to bite an intruder. Males
are much smaller than females, which are called widows
because they often consume the male after they mate.
While most black widows have a distinctive
red hourglass under their abdomen, it’s important
to know that some do not. I’ve seen a few of these
hourglass-less specimens.
I'll never forget the day when my
son Eric, then only around five years old, walked into
my Albuquerque office with a plump black widow dangling
from his left elbow. After I swatted the spider away
and stomped it into oblivion, we noticed a red spot
on Eric’s arm. The poison control center advised
us to watch Eric closely for any reaction. If the spider
had bitten Eric, it failed to inject any venom, and
Eric experienced no effects. Had he been bitten, the
effects could have been quite serious, for the black
widow is among the most poisonous of spiders. Some people
die of their bite.
I first became interested in the black
widow when I was a student at Texas A&M University.
One summer I caught a particularly nice specimen that
I named Madame Fang. Her abdomen was so big that it
was obvious she was close to egg-laying time, an event
that I wanted very much to see. So when I went to work,
I would place the jar containing Madame Fang in the
refrigerator. The idea was that a chilly black widow
would be less likely to lay her egg capsule.
This method worked, and Madame Fang
didn't lay her egg capsule while I was at work. But
I didn't get to see the actual event, because she waited
until one night when I was asleep.
The refrigerator trick worked much
better years later in Albuquerque. I had found a suitable
black widow that was obviously close to egg-laying time,
but then it was necessary to leave on a two-day business
trip. So I told my wife Minnie it would be necessary
to postpone the laying of the egg by temporarily placing
the spider in the refrigerator.
The imminent arrival of a human baby
awakens special emotions in women, so I naively assumed
that would apply to arthropods as well. Of course I
was wrong. Minnie was not very happy about the black
widow suspended inside its mayonnaise jar in the refrigerator.
When the spider was returned to room
temperature, she quickly decided to lay her egg. My
camera was ready when an orange object began to emerge
from her abdomen. In only seconds, a glistening amber
sphere the size of a pea appeared. The spider grasped
the sphere in her legs and rolled onto her back amidst
the strands of her cobweb. She then attached a wide
strand of silk to the egg and began rotating it with
her legs just above her scarlet hourglass. Soon the
egg was completely covered by a pale, tan sack of silk.
The spider suspended the package in her web and stood
guard.
A few weeks later, I noticed a tiny
hole near the top of the egg sack. Soon a tiny, pale
spiderling emerged. Another, and then another, followed.
Soon the egg sack was covered by dozens of tiny, orange
and brown spiders. Several of the spiderlings were twice
the size of their siblings, some of whom they had apparently
consumed before emerging.
Soon some of the spiders began climbing
to the top of the jar, leaving behind trails of silk
that others followed. When they reached the lip of the
jar, they did a spider version of a handstand and let
out several centimeters of silk. They then floated away
on the breeze.
It was an amazing sight to see those
baby spiderlings ballooning away into space. But after
a dozen or so had launched into flight, I realized the
neighborhood was being invaded by black widows. The
invasion came to a quick halt when the jar was capped.
I then retired from the hobby of observing black widow
spiders, at least until the next time I had to crawl
under the house to fix a water pipe.
Forrest M. Mims III and his science
are featured online at www.forrestmims.org.
This feature was originally published
in Forrest Mims's weekly science column in the Seguin
Gazette-Enterprise, Seguin, Texas. The column is
written for a general audience. 
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