I did my feline-ly duty last night.
The Woman was lying in bed last night, watching that idiot box, when I spotted something crawling on top of. So I pounced--garnering a loud "Oof!" from her--and saved her from the terribly hairy and giant spider that was making its way up towards her face.
I grabbed it, jumped off the bed, and ripped off its ugly little legs.
She owes me now, in a big way.
That was just nasty tasting.
Seriously, seriously gross.