There are lots of stories about library cats, perhaps others about dogs, guinea pigs or rabbits. We have a spider. Bursting with imagination, we have dubbed him/her ‘Charlotte’. Of course, I’d have preferred ‘Ungoliant’ but I have to confess that he/she lacks the necessary malevolence.
He/she has thankfully (for me) decided that lurking above the door wasn’t sufficiently profitable. Cleverly, he/she is close to the bug zapper, which regularly crackles out the final moments of self-immolating mosquitoes.
For those who dislike the awkwardness of ‘he/she’ I can only apologise. I gave no intention of checking (and with spiders, how does one tell?)