In my usual groggy morning haze I began pouring myself a bowl of Wheaties. Having just returned from another weekend away at my in-laws in Santa Cruz I wondered whether ants had once again infiltrated the cupboards in our absence. The coast appeared to be clear. No ants in sight.
While hovering to pour milk on the delicious wheaty goodness a LARGE spider popped out of the bowl I had just poured. There was squashing and disposing of perfectly good(?) cereal as I imagined the sons and daughters of the now deceased spider cavorting in the flakes.
I am thinking of permanently switching to yogurt.