so last night after a long day of work and watching the olympics much too late into the night i feel hard and fast asleep only to be awoke by a bang on the window. now, my room is on the second floor of the house so unless someone scaled the wall or crept on to the roof there would be nobody banging on it. i sit there a moment and ask joe (who is also dead asleep) if he heard that.
nope he said. i laid there quiet a little longer. i hear the rustling of some paper/plasitc. almost like…. A MOUSE. i wake joe up. babe i think we have another mouse listen listen…. annoyed, he obliges.
sure enough crinkle crinkle….crinkle. joe looks at me and goes i set the alarm nobody could have got in. i look at him like WAKE UP MAN no no i don’t think it’s a person i said. i think we have another mouse. listen some more
BANG! against the window.
joe whips over and flips on his light. we laid there absolutely terrified then…… joe goes no it’s a BAT…AGAIN look! right in front of the tv the bat flies back and dive bombs the window right by our heads. we scream like school girls and dive under the covers. I THOUGHT YOU TOOK CARE OF THIS i yelled. yea i was going to but i thought i had more time before it got colder! if looks could kill. we are literally hiding from this bat under the covers.
joe looks at me and goes “are we going for blood on this one?” (he was super dead serious) i tried not to laugh but i knew what it meant. it meant we are going to joke around. the bat was in OUR house and we are not going to spend the hours like we did with bat #1 to shoo him out. no no, this bat is going to get the fate of bat #2. the tennis racket. which unfortunately went back out into the barn after i thought we had solved the bat problem.
i looked at joe and said… yes we go for blood. i have an early morning dentist appointment. (sounds so bad ass) we both creep out of the same side of the bed and literally are crawling on our hands and knees like we are crawling through the jungles of Nam. everytime the bat swoops we both dive down and let out this heeby jeeby EUGH until we make our way to the laundry room that is adjacent to the bedroom.
i said to joe we have to close the doors up here (with the exception of our bedroom which is a loft everything has a door) we crawl to close off the bathroom and closet and make our way back to the laundry room. i turn behind me and i am abandoned. JOE! i yelled. JOE i yell even louder. “I’m getting a racket he screams back” I yell back “OPEN THE DOOR AND TURN ON THE PORCH LIGHT”
“I’M GETTING A RAC- HOLY $HIT”
Yea abs it like just flew right out! i opened the door and it flew right out!
how do you know!? Did you see it!?
Um yea thats how i know it flew out!
I run downstairs. we do a full search of the house for more flying freaks before securing the perimeter and going to back to bed. at least trying to.
country living aint for the faint of heart friends.