I have just been alerted to the plight of a large spider that had fallen in one of the cat water bowls. Kudos to Spoony for not simply slurping up the hapless arachnid like some bizarre Hallowe'en game. Instead he stood by the bowl, hopping from foot to foot in much the same way as might a grandfather with a bladder emergency upon finding an unexpected item in the bogging area. I rescued the moist spider, and Spoony buggered off to find more things of scuttling interest. And there was much rejoicing.
