There was a spider in my bathroom, and I called him Arkasha. I often spoke to him when holding meetings (not always a refresher to read). Once there was a girl with a bedroom and decided to clean up in the morning, said, dust filled the whole. She wiped the floors and we sat down to look at the kitten in the evening. Well, here the beer pressed where it should be, I go to the toilet and I notice that Arkashi is not there! I approach the girl and ask about the spider, and she quietly answers, "Oh, I smashed him with a speck."So, Arkasha, if you are reading this, come back, I have thrown out this stupid fool!