Last Saturday night we went to a concert and did not get home until about 1:30am. Now we had one of the daughter's friends come over to babysit and check on Disco the dog.
Grandson fell asleep in the car.
We get home and he gets up and runs in first. All of a sudden before the rest of get in - he comes out screaming there's a bat in the house - there's a bat in the house.
I believed him because he was really scared. The daughter and hubby though he was kidding.
We come in and darn if there is not a bat on the floor of my family room. Do you know they click and hiss? It had flown from my daughter's chair to the floor.
We figure when the dog sitter left the bat must have flown in and she didn't see it. Poor Disco probably didn't get any rest at all with that bat flying around in the house.
So how do you catch a bat?
Hub put a bucket over it and asked me to get some poster board. This is the way we catch other critters that come into our home!
Now after you scoot the paper under the bucket.
Then you pick up the whole thing - take it outside - let it go. This way nothing gets hurt!
Now I got in a little trouble - my husband said - as I'm taking pictures and asking him to lift the lid so that I can take a picture of the bat for my blog. Do you know what he said, "I've got to be married to somebody who blogs and takes pictures of everything!" Can you believe that?
Anyway - he threw every thing out the back door - no picture of the bat. None of our bat - however I looked up bats and found a couple of pictures of bats that looked like ours.
Now I felt this was a real experience - one I've not had in 58 years - on the other hand - it is kind of yucky - right?
Some people complain because God put thorns on roses, while others praise Him for putting roses among thorns.
(Welcome Patty in Oz - my newest follower. I might be losing my mind - but I can't find your blog or an email address any where. Thank you for following me though and please send it to me. Thank you.)
(PS Note to self - no more painted cats on posts - lol)
And last but not least it was Disco's 3rd birthday. He was adopted a year ago today and they think he was two. So Happy Birthday Disco!
No GS, Disco can't sit on the table!
Disco no table!
Happy birthday - we really should have had three candles.
Just let me eat.
Really I get to eat all of this? Are you guys sick or what?
Don't you take my plate - I'm not done yet.
Believe it or not I'm done!