My husband came downstairs the other night and said that he had just seen a bat fly past the study door.
“A bat?!” I said, “That can’t be right. Tell me what happened.” And so he did.
As my husband sat at the computer, he saw something fly past the door. It caught his eye because it was larger than a fly. Anyway he didn’t think too much about it until it flew in the other direction confirming that he had seen something and it wasn’t a fly. When he got up to investigate a bat flew across the landing.
So what did my husband do? He closed the door on the bedroom where he had last seen the bat.
I couldn’t quite believe my ears. A bat in the house. I went up to investigate myself. I gingerly opened the door and was confronted with nothing.
In fact it wasn’t until the following evening that the bat reappeared. The first I knew about the reappearance was when my husband came down to say that he had just shut a bat in the bathroom.
My parents were staying for the weekend and so Steve, dad and I (armed with camera as this was obviously a photo opportunity not to be missed) rushed to the bathroom. We opened the door and all squeezed into the narrow and now somewhat overcrowded bathroom.
Yes indeed there was a bat in our bathroom. The bat had landed on the window ledge but as I attemped to focus the camera before we let it out the window, the bat decided it would fly around the bathroom.
As it circled the ceiling, I ducked down and didn’t see much except the floor in the bathroom, which I’m pleased to say was clean! I’m especially pleased as my nose seemed to be practically touching the floor as I tried to dodge the bat. Needless to say I didn’t manage to get a photograph of the bat.
Whilst I was inspecting the floor for dirt (my excuse anyway!) my dad and husband managed to open the bathroom window and let the bat fly out safely and untouched by human hand.
We have often seen bats in the barns at night although never one in the house, but then as they say there is always a first time for everything.