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Okay, so now that I'm back to blogging, my home computer has something wrong with it that doesn't allow me to sign into anything. If anyone has an suggestions, I'd really appreciate it.
My story takes place probably about two weeks ago. It was during that spell of 80 degree weather we were having. We kept the sliding glass door open, trying to cool things down a bit. One night we came home kind of late (the door was closed) and sat down to relax with a movie. It was calm and peaceful. Suddenly, out from the corners of darkness, on wings of terror, swoops our invader. At first I thought, "Oh no! We bird flew into our house! The cats are going to get it." But, oh no. It wasn't some poor, defenseless, cute bird. It was a bat. Normally, I don't consider myself squimish when it comes to small terrorizers such as spiders, bugs, and mice. But I've found that bats CREEP ME OUT! This thing started flitting about our living room and Rick and I immediately hit the deck. It was a rather rediculous sight. I managed to grab a blanket and wrapped it about my head. It's amazing how much movies can affect your perception on real life scenarios. As soon as we saw that bat, we were both thinking: RABIES!!! It's going to get caught in our hair! We frantically tried to figure out what we were going to do. After calling a number of people and no one answering (like I said, it was late), I discovered that the office was safe. So I immediately shut myself in there and left Rick to deal with the bat (in my defense, let me just say that I'm the one to deal with the mice and spiders in the house). Being the ever helpful wife, I jumped online and looked up "how to get a bat out of the house." It's amazing the things you can learn in a crisis. Did you know that only 1 in 1000 bats carries rabies? However, they said that rabies is a big enough risk to just stay away from bats. I was going to brave it and try and throw a towel on that sucker and throw it outside... but I'm pregnant now. I'll let Rick be the man of the house and rescue us.
Eventually, it came to pass that all the doors and windows were opened and all the lights turned out. Our cat, Cid, took a couple of valiant leaps (5 ft. in the air) to try and cat the fiend. He clipped it one time, but it didn't stop the bug-muncher. After that, Cid lost interest and went outside. Isis, our disgrace to the feline species as far as hunting goes, did a good job of tracking the bat. She would follow it intently and her jingle collar would let Rick know in the dark where it was. At one point, Rick was crawling on the floor, thinking it was safe. Isis was near by focusing on something on the floor. Rick shined his light over to reveal that the bat was crawling on the floor next to him.
After three hours of buzzes to the head, jump starts, paniced runs and screams, the bat eventually flew out on its own. From now on, we only open windows that have a screen and close everything before dusk.
I'll get pictures posted as soone as I can. :)
My story takes place probably about two weeks ago. It was during that spell of 80 degree weather we were having. We kept the sliding glass door open, trying to cool things down a bit. One night we came home kind of late (the door was closed) and sat down to relax with a movie. It was calm and peaceful. Suddenly, out from the corners of darkness, on wings of terror, swoops our invader. At first I thought, "Oh no! We bird flew into our house! The cats are going to get it." But, oh no. It wasn't some poor, defenseless, cute bird. It was a bat. Normally, I don't consider myself squimish when it comes to small terrorizers such as spiders, bugs, and mice. But I've found that bats CREEP ME OUT! This thing started flitting about our living room and Rick and I immediately hit the deck. It was a rather rediculous sight. I managed to grab a blanket and wrapped it about my head. It's amazing how much movies can affect your perception on real life scenarios. As soon as we saw that bat, we were both thinking: RABIES!!! It's going to get caught in our hair! We frantically tried to figure out what we were going to do. After calling a number of people and no one answering (like I said, it was late), I discovered that the office was safe. So I immediately shut myself in there and left Rick to deal with the bat (in my defense, let me just say that I'm the one to deal with the mice and spiders in the house). Being the ever helpful wife, I jumped online and looked up "how to get a bat out of the house." It's amazing the things you can learn in a crisis. Did you know that only 1 in 1000 bats carries rabies? However, they said that rabies is a big enough risk to just stay away from bats. I was going to brave it and try and throw a towel on that sucker and throw it outside... but I'm pregnant now. I'll let Rick be the man of the house and rescue us.
Eventually, it came to pass that all the doors and windows were opened and all the lights turned out. Our cat, Cid, took a couple of valiant leaps (5 ft. in the air) to try and cat the fiend. He clipped it one time, but it didn't stop the bug-muncher. After that, Cid lost interest and went outside. Isis, our disgrace to the feline species as far as hunting goes, did a good job of tracking the bat. She would follow it intently and her jingle collar would let Rick know in the dark where it was. At one point, Rick was crawling on the floor, thinking it was safe. Isis was near by focusing on something on the floor. Rick shined his light over to reveal that the bat was crawling on the floor next to him.
After three hours of buzzes to the head, jump starts, paniced runs and screams, the bat eventually flew out on its own. From now on, we only open windows that have a screen and close everything before dusk.
I'll get pictures posted as soone as I can. :)
posted by Pickrell Pirates | 3:36 PM
3 Comments:
EEEEWWW!! I would have freaked too! I hate anything flapping around my head...even birds. I get this phobia from my Dad! There you go I let you in on a family secret :) I'm glad you are blogging again, your posts are fun to read!
P.S. Once your child is old enough, I will send the kids over to teach him/her the art of playing in dirt!!
That is hilarious. In all the 20 something years I lived there, I don't ever recall seeing a bat. We had a few birds, one that even spent the night, but no bats. I'm glad Rick did the "manly" thing, whatever that was. Great story.
Oh my! I have never had one in my house but when I lived in Washington one would sleep outside my bedroom window every day. :) It was actually kinda cool. Hung upside down right outside my window. Was there for about a month before my Dad decided it had to go.
Jenn
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