This is how my day started.
My husband’s alarm went off at about 5 in the morning as he had an early interview in the City today. I was so tired that I had no problem going right back to sleep.
I then began having a dream, I thought, with a fluttering and flapping sound. The sound got louder and louder. I found myself starting to wake up. As I lay in bed with my eyes closed telling myself “go back to sleep, go back to sleep”, I could detect that the sound was not a fluttering but actually was a flapping. And it was farther away then coming at me then tapering down again, turning around then coming back across my bed.
I opened my eyes and indeed something was flying back and forth directly over my bed!
The first thing I thought was, “Great, I let the Chimney Swifts live in the chimneys and now they have fledged and are flying around INSIDE the house which crosses the line!”
I looked at the ceiling fan and determined quickly that the sound was not the whir of the moving ceiling fan. I have poor eyesight and didn’t have my glasses on. I could see a black blur flying back and forth over my head.
I then imagined what might happen if the creature flew INTO the moving ceiling fan blades and cringed at the thought of that.
I ducked under the covers, with flashes of Alfred Hitchcock’s “The Birds” going through my head.
As I listened to the sound I realized it was a bat not a bird, as it definately was a flapping sound.
I decided to turn on the light (as it was still pretty dark in the room). I also knew this may scare off the bat or at least make it perch someplace. I then jumped up and shut off the ceiling fan. My eyes were so sensitive to the light that by the time they could handle taking a good look around, with eyeglasses in place, the bat was long gone (and the sound was gone, too).
I could not run to get my husband to come to the rescue as I heard him in the shower. When the coast was clear, and after he was done with his shower, I emerged and gave him the news. He had no time in his schedule for stalking bats in the darkened house. So he got ready to go and left me there.
So that is how I started my day.
Another Bat Experience
I was not too freaked out about this as one time about four years ago I went to Maine to with just my children, to visit my grandmother. On our first night, we were all snuggled in the King sized bed and I was reading aloud from a picture book that my grandmother bought for them to have when they are there, so every night for many years I had to read the darned book in its entirety (Burt Dow, Deep Water Man by Robert McCloskey, which is a fun read but very long for an exhausted mother to read at the end of the day.) Anyway I was reading that book and my older son (then about 4 years old) said, “Mama, there is a bat flying around here.” I said, “No, it must just be a deer fly, they are pretty big.” Then he said again, “No, it is a bat Mama!” and just then it swooped about six inches above the book I was reading. My older son screamed. At this, the bat perched on the side of the chimney. I didn’t know what to do! So I grabbed the waste basket and slammed it down, to trap it to the side of the chimney. I then directed my older son to grab a magazine that was lying nearby. I shimmied that underneath and trapped the bat inside. I then had my son open the doors for me while I made my way downstairs and outside. I put the wastebasket down on the ground and went back inside (leaving it there overnight). This left an impression on my older son, not a good one.
More Detective Work Today
So anyway this morning I was wondering where the bat was flying now and I wondered what other rooms it was swooping around in. After doing some reading in bed with the light on, and with no reappearance of the bat, I went back to sleep.
When the kids woke up and woke me up, we went on a hunt around the house for the bat, looking at the ceilings and walls for a perched bat. We didn’t find one. But we did find that we had left one of the fireplace flues open. (Wonderful for nearly two months we’ve had the air conditioning on with a flue open!) So we closed the flue.
I wonder if the bat is still in the house or if it is out. We will see if it wakes us up tonight. This time I am glad that my husband will be here all night, and he has no reason to get up early and he can be here to deal with the situation. His idea so far involves swatting it with a broom. I envision using the children’s large insect nets to snag it and release it outdoors. You can see that we have different approaches to dealing with things.
That was a little nature encounter that I didn’t want to have today.
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