She flipped out and took an extra blanket downstairs to sleep on the couch. She said it was about as big as the palm of her hand. Of course, while she was gathering her things to go downstairs, she had to call a friend to tell them ... not too scared to flee with-o a phone call. I got the cats and locked them in the room. I expect a flattened spider in the a.m. ... Although I've done this before and they've slept right through it. They only hunt when they're in the mood.