I woke up with a huge tarantula on my face in Haiti. Not a great experience!
Ok.Your situation is not funny.
But it did spark a memory a couple of challenges.
Our barracks was referred to as a zoo. Not because we were animalistic, but because of all the "pets" some of the guys had. One fellow had 3 farrets, 3 goldfish, and I think 1 bird. Another had 2 boa constricters and a python, at first he feed then mice, then baby chickens and rabbits. A third fellow had a tarantula. And this all started when we adopted a stray dog.
The challenges: 1. Allowing the tarantula to crawl on you. And 2. Handling one of the 2 - 3 feet long snakes.
Nope I wasn't drunk when I accepted both challenges. Of course not at the same time. First the tarantula was placed on the back of my hand and I let it crawl up to my shoulder before its owner removed it. Second was the boa, after I had been handling it for a few minutes, the snake started wrapping itself around my forearm, went under the sleeve of my shirt and up my arm, wrapped around my neck, across my other shoulder before its owner carefully removed the snake.
Not only did it prove just how crazy, or stupid I was. The experience proved I could keep cool under pressure. As the snake had wrapped around my neck the fellows were cutting jokes and senerios trying to make me laugh or do something that might cause the boa to react. Ok the boa wasn't big enough to do any serious harm and it's owner and others were there just in case.