Sunday night....usually so peaceful, came with a bit of a shock the other night around 10:00. My husband was relaxing in the living room, and all of a sudden, he starts running around yelling, "What the #*%&@ was that???" Turns out we had a BAT in the house. A bat? How does that happen? I bravely ran upstairs to hide while Ricardo shouted instructions like, "shut the doors!", "check on the baby", "what should I do?". Easy. Call the neighbor (who is excellent in times of crisis). He came over (I sequestered myself in Jake's room...such a help!) bearing a net. After much running and crashing around downstairs, the bat was gone, the neighbor left, and life (should have) returned to normal. My heroic husband and I thought, finally, time to relax...
Until I saw the slugs. Six of them...on the counter...on the floor...on the ceiling!! Where did THOSE come from? The next day, my brilliant co-worker figured out that they must have come from the neighbor's net (it had also been raining outside, and as we live next to a bog, nature life abounds). I was so relieved that we had not actually been generating the slugs ourselves.
What concerns me a little, was that this morning, while having breakfast, Jake kept pointing around the room, saying "bird". I'm wondering how long that bat was in the house, and what he saw?
(The above Scratch and Sketch book, designed by me, is part of a super fun series of activity books for kids...available at B&N.)
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That's hilarious! I am glad you are all ok. My parents once had a bat visit dive-bomb them in the middle of the night at a fancy hotel in upstate NY. The guy at the desk came up to kill it with a broom and bug spray. LOL
Ick bat in the house...must have been really scary!! Glad that no one got hurts and that everything is back to normal. Have a lovely merry happy day and love to you!
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