I know it's stupid to feel that way! It's 9:20am, I clocked in at work at 8. About 7 I got up and went into the livingroom to get the food/water bowl for our cat to prepare her breakfast, she was on the bed so I told her ''mummy is about to do your brekkie!''.
I'd just walked to the livingroom door and, pardon me for being crude, but I absolutely cacked myself as I was about to walk through, there was a HUGE 8-legged thing dangling on a single web from the top of the door frame and it came within a squidge of landing on my face! I was piggin' hysterical!
I screamed and ran through at speed, dropping the bowls and spilling water and left-over food on the kitchen floor!
I grabbed a broom and at arms length whacked it away, shaking badly! Then I went back to the kitchen and just cried!
Daft, I know! Our cat saw and heard everything and the expression on her little face was priceless! ''Sorry for screaming, babe, you know what mummy is like with THOSE THINGS!''
I prepared her a bowl of untamed Chocka Chicken with a blue Creamy Dreamy tube, a chicken and liver meaty stick and Dreamies nibble biscuits! And lots of kisses and cuddles!