Each night before I go to bed, I jog downstairs to retrieve the outdoor cat food. I bring it inside for the night to keep it from being devoured by the raccoon that comes around looking for an easy meal. Sometimes, I end up bringing other things into my apartment, too.
Last night, I retrieved the food bowl and placed it on the counter next to the refrigerator as usual and went to bed. This morning, I decided to add more cat food to the bowl before putting it out again. When I picked it up, a large, two-inch-long tree roach came from beneath the bowl where it had been hiding all night, crawled onto my hand, and by the time I had a chance to shout in disgust, it had already dropped to the floor and disappeared under the pantry overhang. To make matters worse, under the bowl where the roach had been holed up all night were two roach turds.
Unfortunately, my two cats seemed more interested in following the roach around the apartment and watching it rather than actually killing and eating it like normal predators are supposed to do. After a while, the older one lost interest, leaving the younger one to stalk on her own.
Finally, I had had enough. I realized that unless I did something, that roach was going to remain in my apartment indefinitely, wind up dead and upside down somewhere, and then freak the bejesus out of me weeks or months later. I grabbed a couple of Dixie cups and waited for just the right moment. The roach was making its way up the wall when I captured it in one of the cups. I stacked the other cup inside to trap it, then rushed outside the down the stairs as quickly as possible. I could feel it skittering around inside the cup trying to get out, and it was making my skin crawl. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, I pulled off the top cup and tossed the roach into the air. It landed on the ground and crawled away.