This last Sunday me and Hubby went to my family reunion. It was a good 3 hrs drive from our house. We had a good time laughing and joking and of course eating with loved family members. So as you could probably tell we were really tired when we got home that night.
We crashed into the bed and was watching the evening news when a flash of wings was seen by the light coming from the t.v. I, being the brave soul that I am, screamed and flung the covers over my head. "Bat!!!!" I screamed. "Get it out! Get it out!" Hubby, being the real brave soul of the family, got a bad mitten racket and went after the flying, fanged, beast.
I coward, I mean bravely took up post underneath the covers. That way the bat could not hide in our bed. See, I was quick thinking. But, the bat decided that he wanted to come into our bed room and seek shelter. He flew up to the plastic that is our ceiling. Crawled into a small hole, and hid. Now, we couldn't just take down our whole ceiling just to find a bat. (At least that's what Hubby told me.) So Hubby said that it would probably just go between the floor boards and go upstairs. So he went upstairs and opened our upstairs door. (Remember we live in the basement of our house, Kind of puts a whole new meaning on "Bat Cave.") So, Hubby craws back into bed and resumes snoring.
What!!!!!! I can't sleep with a bat in my house. What happens if I have to go to the bathroom in the middle of the night. I might get attacked. It might bite me and turn me into a vampire! (Ok, I've watched too much t.v. But, hey, it could happen) So, I covered my head and hoped like crazy that I wouldn't have to pee.
So finally, the alarm went off that morning and I had to get up and get Hubby off to work. I sneak a peek out from under the covers. No bat. Then I sneak out of our bed room. So far, so good. I turn the corner and......The bat was in our window!!!!!!!!!! I screamed and ran back into our bedroom and did a dive underneath the covers that football player would be proud of.
Hubby, being awaken from my scream and the fact that I about bounced him out of our bed with my swan dive, went out to see if there was anything that he could do. He opened the basement door. Then after a few minutes of him chasing the bat and me "manning" the bed covers, he said he didn't see it anymore and that it must have went outside.
Big sigh of relief. So I got up and give him a hug and fixed him breakfast and his lunch for that day. After I sent him on his way, I went back to sleep. 4:30 am is not my favorite time of day.
So I spent all day Monday cleaning around the house and canning tomato juice. It was such a pretty day. After Hubby got home from work we had to go to a family members house. I went into the bed room to get something and started back out and out of the blue that bat swooped down and flew right in front of my face. IT HAD BEEN IN THE HOUSE ALL DAY LONG!!!!!! Once again back to the bedroom and under the covers screaming, I mean informing, Hubby. "The bat is still in the house!!!!!" It had been in the house ALL DAY LONG!!!!!
Hubby opens the door and it flies right outside. He saw it go. At least that's what he says.......
So until next time, if there IS a next time,
Small Farm Girl, bat girl