I guess spyders was on her mind. The week before she showed me several bites on her arm that she said was spider bites. But I put them off to being chigger bites, after all we had just come back from Sioux City, Iowa. And I remember well how our legs and around our waist we would have chigger bites all summer long when I lived there. But something woke her in the middle of the night and she looked up and saw the dark spot. That was all she needed. I honestly think she totally forgot about me laying in the bed next to her. All she could see was that creepy, crawling, biting spider. Sorta like a soldier develops tunnel vision when in a battle. And she definately declaired war on 8 legged creepies.
Sarge