There's just something about the way roaches wiggle their antennae and their hairy legs that makes me barf thinking about them. They can be pristine clean for all I care. They fill me with terror. I rescue spiders, I think snakes are cool if outside where they belong. We keep humane traps for little critter that get where they don't belong. But don't get me within a mile of a cockroach. The little ones don't bother me - just the huge ones. And some of these suckers actually FLY. Fortunately, we don't have the big ones in north Georgia, but I know they're all over Florida.