Originally Posted by quiltluvr

We had two in the house. One was little. I saw it before the dogs did.

Funny story: (Well, I'd make it as funny as it was but it'd take all day to type it! LOL)

Sometime later I was watching TV by myself and saw something on the wall, almost to the ceiling. It was a big one! I called my hubby and grown son down to see it. I wanted a closer look. All I had was a styro cup and cooking tongs. I did get it (sweaty palms and all) and boy was that thing trying to sting the tongs. I put it in the cup but the darn thing jumped out and hid again real good. I put something on my bare feet before looking for it. Also put the dog in another room just in case. We were like Keystone Cops and decided to vac it up. My son emptied the dirt cup and handed everything to me. We all get in position, turn the vac on and I aim the hose to get it but it's not going in! Ends up the dirt cup wasn't locked in properly so not enough suction. We finally get it and neither my husband or son wants to empty the cup. We all three crowd into the downstairs bathroom to pay our final respects. I put on an oven mitt, get the dirt cup and dump it in the toilet. The water brought it back to "life" and it starts stinging the bowl. Flushed it away.

I was creeped out by the whole thing for a few weeks after. Now the house we're in is all tile floors and I watch real close and shake out my slippers before putting them on.