Well there’s a bat in the basement. *sigh*
We tore some walls off in an upstairs room today. We didn’t think much of it. Until the bat came flying downstairs this evening. I knocked it down with my hat (I was thankful to be wearing a hat at the moment!). A would-be-hunter of a kitty swatted at the bat. It tried to run away and got in to a small opening in to a crawl space. From there it found a small opening in to the basement.
I heard a squeek not long ago and saw it flying in the basement. Now I can’t find it. Hmph! I’d rather escort the lost thing out of the house! I would sleep better if I could do that!!!
Tonight I am thankful that the bat is at least in the basement. I am thankful that we have cats and dogs in the house looking for the bat. And I am thankful that I am not afraid of bats!!!