They say if you can make it here (NYC) you can make it anywhere. Well, this goes for insects as well--those amazingly adaptive buggers. Each week I’ll be featuring an urban park or locale and whatever wee denizens my macro can focus on. The critter that initiates this blog series is Charlotte (no, not the upper east side brunette and best friend of Carrie Bradshaw, of "Sex in the City" fame), but a tiny spider that claimed a corner of my East Village bathroom. An apartment renovation led to a lack of holes, which led to lack of prey, which led to me providing weekly feedings. Recently, when I was carrying home a fly from dinner (talk about a tiny doggy bag), I paused to wonder if I was doing Charlotte--a predator, albeit minute--a disservice by indulging her rather than letting her exercise skills evolved over millions of years. Give a spider a fly and it will feed for a week. Or, leave it alone and it will feed for life?