Yesterday’s excitement happened when I was cleaning the kitchen counter. I pulled out the mixer from the wall and something screeched at me.
Yep. A bat! Of all the weird things. So, I did what any sane person does when they find a random sleeping bat – I pushed the mixer back and left it alone.
Until hubby got home.
He got his heavy gloves, tugged the mixer out, and grabbed the poor sleeping little bat. It woke up with a screech and was very unhappy, but we took him outside without incident.
Not that he wanted to fly away.
Eventually, hubby took the glove off and left it laying there, bat still on it. We went inside, and came back a few minutes later and he was gone. I’d guess he was just scared and froze until he felt the danger was past. Goofy thing.
Anyway, have to go get some work done, but wanted to get this posted.
Have a surprise bat kinda day!