Mike Stafford
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Just discovered a bat inside the house. I suppose I let him in last night when I went to retrieve the trash cans. I failed to close the door between the house and the garage securely and left the garage door open as well since I was bringing the cans back in. Never saw the little rascal until my wife yelled. Sure enough there he was clinging to the slanted ceiling above the stairs to the second floor.
We closed all the doors to the bedrooms and bathrooms to try and limit the area where he could go. Then we got out the crab nets and went looking for him. Never saw him again. We have been looking behind curtains, furniture, under furniture etc. etc. Expect to see him when I least expect it. First time in almost 60 years that I have had to deal with a bat in the house.
The last time I was a teenager and my mother's devil spawn of a cat had brought a bat into the house after mom let her out for her morning constitutional and dropped it on the kitchen floor as a gift. At first mom thought it was dead but it wasn't. Mom screamed and I was getting ready for school and came running down the stairs. There was the bat feebly flapping its wings on the floor and bleeding from cat bites or claws. I covered it with a Cool Whip bowl. Then mom and I discussed the possibility of it having rabies. We called the vet and he said to bring the cat and the bat preferably dead. I was ready to kill that evil cat but mom said no. (She was the only person that the cat allowed in her world.) The vet said not to damage the bat's brain but it needed to be dead before it arrived in his office. So I slid a plastic bag under the inverted plastic bowl and proceeded to carry the bag out to mom's station wagon where I wrapped the plastic bag around the tailpipe and proceeded to gas the little vampire. Then mom and I donned our heaviest leather gloves and stuffed the cat from hell into its carrier and off to the vet we went.
Turmed out neither the bat nor the cat had rabies. The only people injured during this escapade were the vet and his assistant who helped us put the cat back in its carrier.
We closed all the doors to the bedrooms and bathrooms to try and limit the area where he could go. Then we got out the crab nets and went looking for him. Never saw him again. We have been looking behind curtains, furniture, under furniture etc. etc. Expect to see him when I least expect it. First time in almost 60 years that I have had to deal with a bat in the house.
The last time I was a teenager and my mother's devil spawn of a cat had brought a bat into the house after mom let her out for her morning constitutional and dropped it on the kitchen floor as a gift. At first mom thought it was dead but it wasn't. Mom screamed and I was getting ready for school and came running down the stairs. There was the bat feebly flapping its wings on the floor and bleeding from cat bites or claws. I covered it with a Cool Whip bowl. Then mom and I discussed the possibility of it having rabies. We called the vet and he said to bring the cat and the bat preferably dead. I was ready to kill that evil cat but mom said no. (She was the only person that the cat allowed in her world.) The vet said not to damage the bat's brain but it needed to be dead before it arrived in his office. So I slid a plastic bag under the inverted plastic bowl and proceeded to carry the bag out to mom's station wagon where I wrapped the plastic bag around the tailpipe and proceeded to gas the little vampire. Then mom and I donned our heaviest leather gloves and stuffed the cat from hell into its carrier and off to the vet we went.
Turmed out neither the bat nor the cat had rabies. The only people injured during this escapade were the vet and his assistant who helped us put the cat back in its carrier.