Really awesome and insane dreams last night. The most notable of which was a long chase scene involving my brother and me trying to catch a tarantula in the house. Eventually we succeeded, but the jar was too small so I had to hold it in my hands. It was a pink-toed tarantula, but I will still nervous that it was going to bite me.
It didn't bite me. It started purring.
Holy shit, a purring spider! How cute...and scary. I showed my mom and brother. They thought it was adorable. It was nuzzling my hand, as much as a spider can nuzzle, and purring as loud as any cat, which is what it had turned into when I started paying attention to it again. A little cat that wasn't quite a cat, with black black eyes like a spider. Maybe I'll name my next kitten Spider.