Ginger,
I don't know, but maybe. I'm deliberately not looking up an image so I won't start looking under branches as I walk around my yard.
I was sitting down outside once, while hiking around West Rock Park in New Haven, when some tiny insect or spider decided that I would be good to drag home to its children. The thing was about the size of a pin head, but I noticed it jumping onto my shirt. I flicked it off gently.
TOO gently. It was back 30-40 seconds later. Flick again.
This time several minutes went by before it could circle around me, getting uphill, get a big running start, and then JUMPing again (onto my shoulder this time). I guess it hoped it could wrestle me to the ground if it got an elevation advantage.
I flicked it off again, but then moved on, in case it had big brothers whose size matched his optimism and determination.
