I had a great idea for a post today, and got myself all ready to “go” bright and early today. Just when I was thinking, “Wow, I rock!” a HUGE BAT flew by my head. Yep, and I did what every woman {that I know} would do. I scream several expletives and {attempted} to close my bedroom door. To trap the HUGE BAT in there.
Smart thinking, thank you. But, I didn’t manage to get the door closed all the way. All of my shouting woke my {lazy} cat in the living room, and she decided to go into the bedroom. Sorry {lazy} cat, but I had to lock you in there with the HUGE BAT.
At this point, The Boy is screaming for my mother from his bedroom. I {attempt} to comfort him, holding him in my trembling arms repeating again and again that “Everything is going to be alright. We’re going to be fine.” He keeps repeating “G” over and over again. {The Boy calls my mom “G”, which is short for Glammy – a glamorous grandmother. She discovered this term reading Wall Street Journal!) So, I again did what every woman {that I know} would do. I packed my kid up and went to my mother’s house. It was 6:30.
The HUGE BAT and {lazy} cat are {hopefully} trapped in my bedroom. Now I am worried the {lazy} cat will get attacked by the HUGE BAT and contract rabies.
Enter The Batman.
The Batman informs me that it will be $325 for him to come to my home and {maybe} find the bat. He mentioned that he may not find it because bats sleep during the day. That he might have to come back tonight after I observe the bat again. I told him that would be hard, because I wasn’t going back into the house with a bat in there!
I’ll spare you the {horrific} details, but the HUGE {dead} BAT was located {in a closet} and removed from my house. So far, I haven’t seen any others. Fingers crossed that I never will. The bat will be tested for rabies. And the vet indicated that the cat probably doesn’t have rabies, because there was no sign of a struggle or blood anywhere. Fingers crossed for that too.
If you’re wondering where The Texan was during all of this, he was on his way to work and did not have to witness the HUGE BAT or his wife acting like a possessed freak.
Hope for a better day, and a more exciting post, tomorrow!
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