The house was quiet. The kids were in bed. The lights were off in most of the other rooms in the house except in the room where I was working at the computer. Jeff was off doing something in another part of the house. Imagine my surprise & horror when I looked up & saw a bat flying toward me into the room where I was & then past my head. Now, I never have been squeamish about spiders, but bats - especially when they're flying around my head - are another story.... Fortunately, I was able to refrain from screaming, even though my insides were quivering with disgust, revulsion and, oh yeah, fear. I looked behind me, but couldn't see where it had gone, so I called Jeff in to help me look for it. But after looking high & low there was no bat to be found. Then, no sooner had I stepped into the living room, when it started swooping around my head & then hightailed it toward the kitchen. Once again I managed to squelch my urge to scream (we didn't need to add two wide-awake kids to the mix). We opened the door, turned off all the lights & systematically went looking from room to room. No bat to be found. We googled "how to get a bat out of the house". Had we known the exact location of our resident bat, the suggestions would have been very helpful. In fact, one of the things I read mentioned the possibility of bats biting people while they were sleeping & them subsequently contracting & dying from rabies. Ahhhh! And I'm supposed to sleep with that thing in my house??!! Jeff just laughed & told me that the chances of dying in a car accident are much higher than one of us getting bitten in our sleep by a rabid bat. It wasn't that much of a consolation. Finally... I had to try to get my mind off of it & just hope that our little friend escaped via the open door when we weren't looking.
Fast forward to this morning. I had almost forgotten about the whole incident when Jeff noticed that he had taken up residence between the window panes of one of our windows. Thankfully, I have a wonderful hubby who doesn't mind taking care of projects like bat removal. It was bad enough that I had to get close enough to take the picture!
Grant, in typical male fashion, was rather amused & seemed to enjoy watching Daddy take care of the bat.
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How horrendous!(and yet slightly hilarious). Christmas 2 years ago while we were at Mom and Dad's a bird got caught up in the house - it was just a sweet little bird (I felt worse for the bird than for us), but it was really hard to get it out of the house! WOW, a bat! Kudos to you for not screaming!
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