My daughter phoned this evening to tell me about something unusual that happened to her. Last May, her children bought her a beautiful blooming plant in a hanging basket for Mother’s Day. Although she admits she doesn’t have a green thumb, she babied that plant all summer long. It hung on her porch right in the hot sun and probably would have “fried” had it been my plant – or anyone else’s, for that matter. It was her love and attention and sheer determination that made it live and flourish throughout the long, hot summer and into November.
A bat flew out of it!
It was enough that its sudden movement almost caused her heart failure, but it didn’t just fly out of the pot and into the night... it flew right into her thick, curly hair! She said she was sure she entertained her neighbors as she danced around on her front porch screaming and flipping at her head with both hands, while trying not to lose her pajama pants that were a size too large.
Thankfully, the bat – not her pants – finally fell to the floor of the porch, seemed stunned for a few seconds, then flew under an awning and that’s the last place she saw the repulsive creature!“I want it out of here!” She told me. “It can’t stay under my awning. What should I do?”
I was laughing so hard just imagining her little dance on the front porch that I undoubtedly said the wrong thing – trying to tease her.
“It probably won’t go anywhere.” I said. “It most likely has a couple of babies still in the flower pot.”
Now she’s very upset and won’t believe I was joking.
How do I fix it?