

My shower spider gets a reminder of our deal.
“You know the drill. You stay up there, I stay over here, nobody has to be injured today.”
Sometimes the spider decides to come over to my side and gets flushed or squished, but they knew what was expected of them.
You know, it’s always funny when sci-fi shows have doctors that refer to current year medical practices as “barbaric” or “Savage”, but honestly looking back just 50 years? Same feeling.
200 years ago, the local “doctor” will probably tell you to take a swig of the bottle he just dumped on your wound, because he’s gotta saw it off. Hopefully they at least washed it since it’s last use.
200 years from now? Eh. Doc will wave a light over it, you’ll be fine.