Another night and another bug.
This time Honey...Queen Manx, rose from her sweater bed to inspect the spider crawling up the wall. She knocked it down, pushed it around with her nose and then let me scoop it up with the empty salsa jar (now known officially as the "critter gitter") and set it free out the back door.
Miss Natalie just enjoyed the show. She said spiders are "too spicy".