Last night I'm sitting in the living room watching some stupid show on TV when suddenly a bat flies over me and up the stairs with Poof Tail chasing after it. I follow them upstairs to find the bat frantically flying around George's room and Poof Tail trying to catch it. I open a window in that room, get the cat out of the room, and close the door.

A few minutes later, the bat flies over my head again. BATS ARE SNEAKY. It wasn't in that room anymore. So I go back upstairs, close the window again, and watch the bat fly around and try to dive bomb my head. It is clearly not a happy bat.
But it settles down and finds a perch to hang upside down on, and goes to sleep. I open the door to the porch and hope it will fly out over night.

I wake up in the morning and head out without seeing the bat, so I assume it is gone. Nope. I sit down a few minutes ago and the bat starts flying over my head again, then attaches itself to the light track. Sigh.

Just called the NOVA Bat rescue league to figure out what to do. Event if it weren't WAY TOO HOT to leave any windows or doors open right now, apparently you aren't supposed to release bats during the day anyway. (According to their website). So I am waiting for a call back and hoping the bat doesn't bite any of the animals, and that the cats don't catch the bat. It is pretty cute, even if it does like dive bombing me.

Last night a friend told me I should consider the bat a good omen.

This morning I emailed a guy about "center pavilion" tickets to the sold out Mumford and Sons show tomorrow.
He called me today and told me that he had found someone who was going to buy all four of them, but when he met up with the person they were only able to get two and I had emailed at exactly the right time. I expected "center pavilion" to mean waaaaaay in the back in the center of one of the side sections. They are actually box seats. I got two for $120!

Maybe the little...

Last night I'm sitting in the living room watching some stupid show on TV when suddenly a bat flies over me and up the stairs with Poof Tail chasing after it. I follow them upstairs to find the bat frantically flying around George's room and Poof Tail trying to catch it. I open a window in that room, get the cat out of the room, and close the door.

A few minutes later, the bat flies over my head again. BATS ARE SNEAKY. It wasn't in that room anymore. So I go back upstairs, close the window again, and watch the bat fly around and try to dive bomb my head. It is clearly not a happy bat.
But it settles down and finds a perch to hang upside down on, and goes to sleep. I open the door to the porch and hope it will fly out over night.

I wake up in the morning and head out without seeing the bat, so I assume it is gone. Nope. I sit down a few minutes ago and the bat starts flying over my head again, then attaches itself to the light track. Sigh.

Just called the NOVA Bat rescue league to figure out what to do. Event if it weren't WAY TOO HOT to leave any windows or doors open right now, apparently you aren't supposed to release bats during the day anyway. (According to their website). So I am waiting for a call back and hoping the bat doesn't bite any of the animals, and that the cats don't catch the bat. It is pretty cute, even if it does like dive bombing me.

Last night a friend told me I should consider the bat a good omen.

This morning I emailed a guy about "center pavilion" tickets to the sold out Mumford and Sons show tomorrow.
He called me today and told me that he had found someone who was going to buy all four of them, but when he met up with the person they were only able to get two and I had emailed at exactly the right time. I expected "center pavilion" to mean waaaaaay in the back in the center of one of the side sections. They are actually box seats. I got two for $120!

Maybe the little guy is a good omen.

Now to make sure all of the windows really are closed, for the sake of the air conditioning and the bat.