Bats in My Belfry - EEK

[NoNo]

First of all, Flybye, that is the creepiest story I have ever heard! Having a bat follow you, and even crawl under the door to be near you - clearly a vampire stalker. That is, a vampire that is stalking you, and not a bat that is a stalker of you, who are a vampire. Just to clarify.

So a little while ago there was an EEE EEE EEE noise coming from the woodstove. The kitty was camped in front of it. That can only mean one thing. DH found a box, and I slowly cracked the door open, to find 2 of the little critters hanging right in the corner of the front face. One escaped into the stove, and the other crawled up and into a crevice of the stove. DH was able to reach in (with a tube sock over his hand - his method of choice for mouse retrieval) and grab the one and release it outside, but the other is on the loose. He'll come out sometime, but we couldn't flush him out. I was already pretty sure we have one loose, so now there are 2.

Waaaaaahhhh! Why is there no sobbing smilie? Sobbing and shrieking like a little girl? And maybe shuddering uncontrollably. The frownie face just doesn't cut it sometimes.

I would have lit the stove. I don't care that it's 90 outside.

[OakLeaf]

So I left the top part of a window open last night, not realizing that it only had a half screen on the bottom.

I woke up at 4 a.m. to a scrabbling sound. Normally in my house that means a mouse, and that freaks me out, because IMO there are not many things more disgusting than a mouse running across my sleeping face.

I turned on the bedside lamp, which would normally cause a mouse to freeze, but the scrabbling continued. Then I realized where it was coming from ...

Poor bat couldn't find her way out even though the window was wide open. She was flying in circles around the bedroom, obviously getting tired, stopping to rest on the ceiling fan for a few seconds but not nearly long enough for me to think about herding her or throwing anything over her. I eventually just opened the screen in the adjoining bathroom and waited for the bat to fly in there, then closed the door, put a bedsheet across the crack at the bottom of the door, and went back to sleep.

Before I opened the doors wide this morning I made sure to check the lamps, shower curtain, edges of the medicine cabinet, everywhere I thought a bat could hide. Apparently she found her way out.

[OakLeaf]

How do you know it was a girl?

So many people just automatically call an animal "he."

I'm using the generic feminine.