Bats!

As I was driving home tonight I saw a big old bat fly over my car, just about hit the darn thing, and it reminded me of our bats at the old house.

Now, I think bats are cute, but that is if they are behind glass at the zoo. This happened just over a year ago at our old house (built in 1856 and had a history of bats in the attic, which is why it was sealed off and we never went up there).

It was about 3AM and I hear a squeaking sound. I didn't think much about it and went back to watching TV because I always had a hard time sleeping when Rick was truck driving, and he was gone for the week. Then I thought I saw something go by the door. hmmmm.... heard more squeaking, saw the "shadow" again..... at this point I am trying to convince myself I am seeing and hearing things and I really need to be more careful about what I watch on TV that late. This goes on for about 30 minutes when I suddenly realize it is a bat. And I completely flip out! I am home alone with the kids and there is a $%$## BAT flying around our upstairs and to make it worse I can't find it!!!! So what do I do, call Rick. Yep, like he is going to be able to do anything at 4AM when he is 2 states away, duh. So I arm myself with a baseball bat and a flyswatter, haha the only 2 things I could find, and started hunting for the bat. Seriously, picture some crazy woman slowly sneaking around the house at 4AM with a baseball bat in one hand and a fly swatter in the other. The baseball bat may have came in handy, if I actually had good enough aim to hit a baseball with one let alone a flying bat. But I am sure that the bat was in some corner laughing his little tail off at the flyswatter! I never got to sleep that night. I think the next night I got about 2 hours of sleep. Rick was home the next night, and of course there was no "flying shadow" or squeaky sound, so he thinks I am nuts. He was home for 3 nights, and not a sound. Now I am thinking I am nuts. The next day he calls me while I am at the grocery store, I answer and he says "THERE'S A BAT IN THE HOUSE!!! YOUR RIGHT!!!" he was flipping out more than I was. He found it, by chance, in a little toy box. Sorry to say, he killed it and it was laying on the porch when I got home.

We went on vacation soon after this and when we got back we found 2 other bats, both dead (we could smell them, ack). They were all baby bats, from the attic, that got into the house and couldn't get back out which is why they died. We had the "bat guy" come out, he showed us where they got in, why they couldn't get back out, and why the 2 died (lack of food). Then he went in to the attic...... and we moved a month later. The new home owners are also proud owners of MANY bats, and they can keep them!

Oh, one more "scary" story..... I am sitting here (right now) typing and a %^&&%$# SPIDER just ran down my arm and into my chair! (I am now standing next to my chair).