Last night, there was a fly buzzing around that I attempted to swat and get out of the house. It stubbornly refused to fly out the door when I gave it the chance to escape and continued to annoy me.

This morning I woke up and heard the fly still buzzing around. It stopped for a while and then I heard a higher pitch buzz coming from the window. I thought it was one of the gardeners, but there was nobody outside. I got closer to the window and then I saw what happened. The lousy fly had gotten caught in a spider web and was struggling like mad to break free. Even better, the spider was coming out of its secret hiding spot along the windowsill. So what did I do? Absolutely nothing. I just saw the National Geographic version of the scene from Lord of the Rings when Frodo gets stung and wrapped up by Shelob. (I'm going to have to vacuum the spider to death later.)

Moral of the story: I hate flying insects. And spiders can be your friend when you don't burn them.