While getting ready for bed, I heard a *scrabble scrabble* from the vent to the attic fan in the hall. It’s the first bat of the season! I went to tell Lloyd (who – as you’ll read about in the lower post – was comfortably in bed after drowning his sorrows from the worst day ever). He rose to the challenge, though. Whistling the theme from ‘The Good, The Bad, and the Ugly’ and wearing a fleece poncho we’ve been using as a blanket, he went to catch that bat. It involves propping the vent open with a broom, waiting until the bat comes out, then catching it with a sheet to release it into the wild. My job is to hide behind a door – this time with a camera.
The poncho fell off in the scuffle.
I’m glad he caught that bat. It surely would have eaten us in the night.