The other morning I was over at the park garden by 6:00 AM. Did some watering and puttering, and even managed to take a zucchini home. My wife was up by that time, and in the kitchen. We first started to talk about the zucchini, when I noticed something unusual, a blob high up on the recessed stereo speaker. My wife was facing in the opposite direction, so I said to her, "Don't scream, but we have a bat in the kitchen." She was slow to respond, as she thought I was kidding about the zucchini. "No dear, the bat up there on the wall."
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| Not a nice start to breakfast |
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First order of business was to shut all of the doors to the kitchen, to prevent our little visitor the free reign of the house. Now how to get him down? I suggested we open the door to the deck, then turn the stereo on full blast to blow him off. Good plan. I went outside to watch, Cindy went out to the living room to turn on the stereo to max. Nothing. Loud music, still nothing. I went over to the window to look, and there he was, still clinging to the stereo screen. Guess he likes country music.
Plan B. I was to catch him in one of my tropical fish nets. I was not real high on this plan because I figured he would get tangled in the net. So for Plan C, I got one of my two gallon plastic tanks with a lid. Moved a chair over. But first shined a STRONG flashlight in his eyes hoping to wake him. But he must have been still dreaming about the country music concert. The good vibes from the speaker. So I slowly mounted the chair, put the tank over him, then slid the top along the wall to dislodge him. I expected squeaks and fury, but he dropped into the tank without much of a fuss. Took him out to the deck for a little photo shoot:
We went out to the compost pile, where I placed the tank, then removed the lid. Still napping. A couple of hours later, he was gone. A couple of hours later I was somewhat calmed down. Hope he eats a lot of nasty bugs.
