Cole, our siamese, was pouncing on something in the dark the other night. He was tossing it into the air and batting it back and forth. Getting up to see what all the commotion was, I was sad to see that he had caught a very large wolf spider. In the darkened room, I nudged the spider with my foot. Nothing. Oh, such a fate, death at the paws of a cat. No doubt Cole was saving us, a face-to-face encounter with a scary spider. “Brave kitty” I sighed, petting him, and we wandered off to our beds. Next morning, armed with a tissue, I went to pick up the carcass. In the now lit room I had to smile as I picked up the green top from a strawberry........ S.