Interesting? I don't think so! |
Scratch, scratch, scratch – Lee heard at his
bedroom window about 3:30 a.m. He listened for a minute, then started to
drift off again, but the scratch,
scratch, scratching continued.
“Those darn birds!”
he said aloud. This wasn’t the first time they’d scratched at his window during
the night. He had several trees close to the house but his feathered friends had
taken a liking to the outside window ledge and apparently enjoyed scratching at
the window.
When it happened a
third time, he raised up on his elbow and looked toward the window. That’s when
he saw that the noisemaker was not on the outside of the window, but was inside
with him. At first, he wondered how a bird had gotten into the house, but then
it took a little flight across the room and he realized it was not a bird, but a
BAT!
“Oh, my gosh!” I
said when he told me. “Did you have heart failure right then and there?”
“No.” Lee said. “Bats
are quite interesting really. I watched it fly all around the house and it
never once ran into anything or did any damage. They have remarkable radar.”
“What did you do?”
I asked.
“Well, I knew I had
to get it out of the house so I just opened the door and it took only a few
seconds for it to fly right out of the opening. No harm done!”
Just then, his cat,
Bitz, meandered into the room all sleepy-eyed, looking at him as if to say, “What’s
happenin’?” She’d slept through the whole thing.
“A lot of help you
are!” He said.
~~~
As you can see, my
son takes everything in stride. Unlike his mom, he doesn’t get upset easily.
Had I been in the same situation, I probably would have run out of the house
and called someone to come and get the bat out before I went back. And that’s
not the worst of it.
I’d probably never
sleep again! At least not in darkness.