O.K. - I can probably top all stories. I had a BAT on my hand the other night while I slept. Yep, a real live bat. This old home is infested with them but they normally stay outside. Occasionally one will get in the house and since they are Federally protected, we ever so nicely ask it go back outside where it belongs.
Anyway, last week I'm sleeping and feel something warm and fuzzy on my hand. My hand was on top of the covers where I hold them up to my neck, under my chin. At first I thought it was our little dog who sleeps with us then I realized she wasn't in the bedroom. I knew right away it was a bat. I threw the covers back over it and got up, turned on the light, got a couple of plastic cups and gently turned the covers back and sure enough - cute, fuzzy, little Federally protected bat. I ever so gently scooped him up in the cups and took him outside and put him on the porch so he could rejoin his family.
Disclaimer: no bats were harmed in this story.
Anyway, last week I'm sleeping and feel something warm and fuzzy on my hand. My hand was on top of the covers where I hold them up to my neck, under my chin. At first I thought it was our little dog who sleeps with us then I realized she wasn't in the bedroom. I knew right away it was a bat. I threw the covers back over it and got up, turned on the light, got a couple of plastic cups and gently turned the covers back and sure enough - cute, fuzzy, little Federally protected bat. I ever so gently scooped him up in the cups and took him outside and put him on the porch so he could rejoin his family.
Disclaimer: no bats were harmed in this story.