We have a new pet. It's a spider. It lives in the corner where wall meets ceiling above our computer desk. He's a daddy long legs spider and since they tend to stick to their corner on the ceiling and not crawl across me on the couch, I'm cool with letting him live there. We've named him Homer (all except Princess Sparkley who calls him Pippi LONGstocking) because right next to his corner is Jed's Homer Simpson clock.
Update: Homer was gone within 24 hours. So now I am a little bit paranoid about where he's wandered off to. Cross your fingers that it isn't my couch, or my bed.