Stupid Cat

My cat was an indoor/outdoor cat. She would often go outside at night and when she wanted to come back in, she would paw at the screen of my window. I always heard it, and there were many nights when I would be woken up at one or two in the morning and would grumpily go to the door and let her in. My window is right above the headboard of my bed and I usually leave it open at night because the ambient noise helps me fall asleep.

One night I was struggling to fall asleep and was reading a book in my bed. It was about two-thirty in the morning and I was just getting to a good part in my book when suddenly, I heard a noise. A noise that I can still remember to this day and I shudder every time I think of it. It was a plop, barely audible and yet incredibly traumatizing. Because that little plop was the sound of a spider landing on my face.

In retrospect, the spider wasn't that big, but it was on my face. My exhaustion and shock made it feel like the biggest spider in the world. I flung it off my face and then ran upstairs, waking up my dad and making him come down to kill it. Normally I have no problems with killing spiders myself, but having a spider land on my face really shook me up, and I couldn't do it. My dad rolled his eyes at me, but still killed the spider. He still likes to tease me about it, but I'm so grateful that he killed the spider that I don't really care.

After the spider had been killed and I had some time to calm down, I started to wonder how that spider had managed to get into my room. The window was the most likely solution, but the screen I had should have kept it out. So, in order to satisfy my curiosity, I moved the blinds on my window to look at my screen. And that was when I saw it.

There was a hole in my screen. A hole big enough that spiders would have no problem dropping into my room and on my face. And I knew exactly why that hole was there. My cat. My stupid cat had pawed so much at my window screen that she tore through it. She was lucky that she wasn't anywhere near me when I made this discovery because that was the closest I ever came to wanting to murder something.