I have a few web weavers that pass thru and they are the only spiders I don't freak out when I see because they are big, but have such a distinct marking that I know them when I see them. Mind you, only the ones smart enough to stay away from Bearnie and his posse of kill-cats last for longer than 5 minutes here. I call one Alfred, and we have a tacit agreement that he stays away from me and hangs out in the spare room, eating bugs.
Bearnie legit hunts bugs for sport tho, and then eats them. Matt called me when I was on vacay, cause he saw the other 2 cats lamely following a moth around for awhile, and then Bearnie just came sprinting out to kill it and eat it. We should keep a kill tally for that little monster!