Angie found a bat flying around her apartment a couple nights ago. Although a rather scary situation to be in, there’s very little to do except: get the bat out off the house. Although the story is also funny, the following family email conversations regarding said bat were far more interesting. Here’s how it all went down:
A: Hey all. Last night, at about 11:45-ish, I was working on a report and watching TV when a brown bat came out of nowhere and started circling the living room like crazy. I freaked out and ran into the bathroom til it was done circling and apparently found a place to hide, then I made a break for the door in my pajama’s and went and got Dennis.
We looked through the house and he waved a broom up in the closets. We could not find it. I ended up closing myself into my bedroom because I was sure it was not in there. I even put a towel under the door so it could not get in. This morning I called Phil and told him and he just called me back and said they found it behind a blind in the living room.
They probably killed it but he did not say. The moral of the story is that bats are not bad, they are good. I was really scared it was going to attack me and suck my blood and give me rabies, but, after I locked myself in my room, I looked up bats online and they are not aggressive, avoid humans, eat lots of bugs – and less than a half a percent have rabies.
So, I don’t want to come in contact with one, but I was able to go to sleep knowing that I would not wake up to find it hanging out on my face biting me if for some reason it made it into my room.
LEE: You did really good research but did you research “Brown Bats”?
A: Dad, I did in fact do some reading on the “myotis lucifugus” bat, more commonly known as the “little brown bat.” I was able to identify it as a brown bat because I noted it had a wingspan of 8.7-10.6 inches and ears that were small and black with a short, rounded tragus.
LEE: Was he wearing a pierced ear-ring? Those are the worst!
D: Yeah. They suck more than blood. HAHAH AHAHA AHAH HAHA HAHA HAha hahahah he he….yeah.
On second thought. Maybe it was only funny at the time.
OK, that is both funny and, well, efficient, seeing as you saved Angie the work of blogging this herself.
I had a bat fly into my bedroom in Spain one night — it was a warm summer evening, the window was open, and the bats used to swoop down to the pool in the courtyard to get bugs and drink chlorinated and filtered water, and I think one just got confused and stumbled my way. I recall closing my father in there with it, there being a lot of pounding and cussing, and then I was informed that I could go back to bed, but the window would now be closed, whether I was too hot or not. So wuz it.
What can I say? I must have a knack for seeing the humor in the misfortunes of the those most near and dear to my heart. 🙂