The little gnome opened the door. He had two bowls in his hand. One with last nights stew and another with water.
He was greeted by a hoard of little creatures. Alll of them jumping up and down clammering for his attention, or was it the food?
Aww he knew this venture was a gold mine. Why the humans all kept talking about these little creatures.
Why not breed them and sell them. He asked his gnome wife.
Who is going to want barking spiders? Was her only reply.
She did not stay the smell was too much for her.