It was sad.
While I was lighting the stove this morning I spotted a little cricket, sweet little thing. It was fascinated by the burning wood and it advanced into the stove to get nearer the warmth and the carbon dioxide. I tried to provoke it into jumping out, but I couldn't get it out of the stove. Then I saw the spider - the running, jumping, hunting kind - also moving closer and closer to the flames.
Poor beasts. They love the warmth and the CO2. It gets them all excited and lively. Briefly.
Maybe it's better than slowly freezing in the woodpile outside. Maybe.