This morning I found a daddy long leg spider in my cupboard. I grabbed him and his beautiful web that probably took him hours to make or days for that matter (shows how often I clean my cupboards) with a paper towel, like a giant monster with a furry of passion. I opened my garbage and tossed him and his home right in and poured some other trash on top. I kept taking breaths for him. ha. I felt horrible. So I went back in and tried to save him. He perished. I'm a murderer.