Urgh, a shoe is getting too close for me. Once, with a spider on the ceiling, I got a wad of tissue, taped it to the bottom of the leg of a chair and tried to smush it to high heaven.
It didn't work, instead the spider fell. Didn't wait to see if it was dead, I just screamed, dropped the chair and ran!

Thank God, I've never been confronted with a mouse. I'd be a wibbly wreck. I know my aunt had a frog in her house once. It just jumped out from the sofa. For some reason, that doesn't scare me. I think I'd just be completely bemused how it got inside in the first place.

Oh that's totally fine about feedback on ff. I saw you were working your way from the start again ;) Don't worry about the last part (although you know that wasn't the final version? And I dedicated it to you for a late Bday present, yknow, since I got a shiny star and all :) ), I know you have much more important things than fic going on.

Oh God, the dining room spiders are moving! I am actually in Hell!

(V Glad to hear you're feeling a bit better now.)