Going Batty

Last night at dinner, we were enjoying some lovely conversation when all of a sudden a bat was flying around our dining room.

Seriously.  A bat.

After I hid under the dining room table and it gracefully swan-dived for my face, I grabbed Belly Boo and ran outside and watched as the hubs chased the bat around the living room and eventually lost him somewhere in the kitchen.

Yeah, lost him.

Fast forward a few hours, the hubs is in bed and I'm snuggled on the sofa with the cats reading Eclipse when the heater clicks on and the cats get all freaked out and head towards the kitchen.  I get up and follow only to hear this insanely loud clicking noise that bats make.

I run and get the hubs, and after a stressful 20 minutes the bat was safely removed from it's hiding spot (the baseboard in our kitchen, which is why he started making noises when the heat was on) and placed outside.

Oh, and we got video of it, too.  It's hysterical.  Enjoy.





Also, a special thanks to my knight in shining armor who saved us from the bat possibly flying around the house today now that he's back to work.  I <3 him.