Somehow, my kid grew up afraid of bugs. He moved back in with me recently. I had a spider buddy in the kitchen, small, with a web in a corner. He'd been there all summer. We didn't bother each other.

My kid got rid of him.

Fortunately, my kid doesn't go in the garage much. He'd find the black widow residing in a corner which has been home to a black widow since before I moved in almost 30 years ago. I bought the house new-built, she moved in before me. She doesn't bother me, I don't bother her. In fact, I'm the interloper in her history. (Obviously, not the same black widow.)