Peter brushed himself off and shook his head, "Don't worry about it guys. I was just swinging around on my usual Hudson-housing patrol, and noted a disturbance. We really need to crack down on the leash laws for squid dogs, they're becoming more and more of a nuisance."
Even as he said this, though, his spidey-sense kicked in just as some terrifying beast came flying at him from behind. Back flipping over the creature, he hit the ceiling, and fired two blasts of white webbing into the back of the dog that'd been charging him, and yanked.
Spinning more webbing as he did so, he watched the dog flow through the air until caught up in said webbing, like a cocoon, before he caught it, and chucked it hard into the nearest wall.
"PETA's going to hate us, you know."
(ooc note: sorry for the delay in response guys, got a bit tied down at work the past few days)