Need I say more? I mean,, gah! Look at that awful thing! He's in the bathroom and I screech. I screeched like a little girl. He agreed that it was a nasty looking one indeed and proceeded to try and kill it while it was on the curtain. of course he just knocked it off and it ran. I told him I needed to see a carcass or I was calling a real estate agent. As if I could sleep in a house where I knew that critter was crawling around! He had to move the entire bed before he found it.
He did show me the dead remains so I could relax.