Bats in the belfry ...............

Maggie May

Mazie Grace

I didn't realize it had been a week since I posted, I apologize. My brother was here for the weekend, Monday I had to sit with my Dad all day, and yesterday my sister and her family were here to visit. So, I've had some enjoyable time with family. Today, I'm trying to get caught up on work around the house and blog reading.

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Last Thursday morning at 6:30 AM I got a phone call from the aide who was sitting with my Dad. A bat had gotten in the house during the night. It had gone in the livingroom, so she had closed the doors to that area. She was quite upset and had actually called the sheriff's department to see if the animal control officer would come and get it out of the house. Of course, they told her that they did not deal with bats and to call an exterminator.

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I went to Dad's to see if I could find it. We looked everywhere - on things, in things, and under things. After a couple of hours, I gave up and told her to call me if she happened to see it again. Around dark that night a different aide called and said that it had flown from the livingroom to the corner of the family room. She said she opened the french doors, hoping it would go out. I went back to my Dad's and once again searched but couldn't find it. We left the door open for several hours hoping it would go out. It must have escaped sometime during the night because we haven't seen it again.

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Dad has different aides at different times since we get them through an agency. It's really funny how they all have different fears and phobias. Some are afraid of all critters and will call me if they see anything. Then, some are country girls and are used to bugs and things. I respect all life - even bugs, snakes, and other creepy crawlers. I try to capture the offending critters and relocate them away from the house. I then try to assure the frightened aide that they will not return.