This happened to me last night but not so dramatically. It was big and slow. But it had walked into a corner of my closet. I gathered up lots of toilet paper, held my breath and then grabbed and squished. I flushed it down the toilet. I looked in the mirror, and my face was bright red from anxiety!

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