Bats in my Belfry

Some people may say that about me. Now it's somewhat true. After laughing about stories of the G's next door, who seem to attract bats in their house in the middle of the night. We got a visit last night. DH watching TV at 2:00 a.m. and sees something at the corner of his eye. Is it a bird again? Yes I said again.

A little background... Smudge Patrick, the cat that thinks he is a dog brought in a beaten (but apparently still alive)crow the size of a Thanksgiving turkey two mornings ago. Thankfully hubby got up first and I just woke to the sound of the vacuum running at 6:30 am. Hubby told me not to even come down, but of course I did luckily for me to only the sight of feathers all over the whole first floor. He told me I did not want to know what he found. I did not ask. I don't do birds. I don't hate them. I mean I used to feed them before I had cats that like to eat them. I definitely do not like them indoors. Flying in the sky is fine...outside as long as they keep their distance.

So back to this morning....he thinks again a freakin' bird? I will kill that cat (who he does not really like in the first place). Then he turns on the lamp...oh no it's a bat. Nudges me...wake up. C'mon I think what the heck with the light on...we just got home at 12:30 am...now he REALLY nudges me..."uh..Hun there's a bat in here!"

What follows is a blur... screaming under my covers...threats to get the hell up and get it out of here before someone is killed...then a revelation. I am outta here. I grab my comforter throw it over my head and run out of the room slamming the door behind me. Leaving poor Bat Man lying pretty much unclothed in the bed with no covers and a bat flying around. That's a mental image huh? So I am not proud to say I hid in daughter dear's room on the floor. Thankfully he was not as freaked out as me. Although he did invite Smudge a.k.a. CatDog who he normally does not want in our room to come to his aid. (Smudge killed a bat a few weeks ago and left it as a gift on the front walkway...yummy) He got the pool skimmer and caught it and threw it out the window through the screen. The skimmer, the screen and I hope not the bat still lie on the side of the house. I am not checking. I will skim the pool with my hand if I must.

So my Bat Man saved the day. Gotta love that guy.