Bats + Cat
May 21st 2008 | 9:28 am
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Re: Bats + Cat
I can be arsey, thats fine. I see your posts on this as flippant, cavalier, or slow on the uptake.
May 21st 2008 | 9:36 am
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Re: Bats + Cat
May 21st 2008 | 9:38 am
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May 21st 2008 | 9:59 am
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Re: Bats + Cat
I had the biggest girlie panic of my life one night - whilst sitting up in bed reading - it was a warm evening, about 12.30am, and windows were open - our room had an ensuite with velux windows which were completely open.
In flew a bat, uninvited I might say - straight into the bedroom. Hubby, of course, was out on a night shift - and he, of course, being an expert in bat maneouvres (yeah, right) was not there to charge in and rescue me - so after I had taken the time to complete my panic attack and heart attack (all in one move) under the duvet - I had to work out how I was going to survive the night with said bat flapping like a manic thing around the room.
T'was a sight to see, let me tell you.
So - brain kicked in, and I worked out that bats like dark places - dead clever, me, eh? So I decided I would 'steer' the bat out of the bedroom, along the corridor, down the stairs, and into the kitchen which had french doors (me thinking this was the biggest opening I could create to get bat to move out). So I turned on my bedroom lights, whilst cowering like a complete wuss under the duvet. Da na!! Bat flew out of the room into the corridor.
Panic number one - oh shit - the kids bedroom door was open - and it was dark in there - oh bugger ! So I crawled along the floor (remember - sloping roof, velux windows, not much ceiling height) and closed kids room door whilst bat doing his WTF dance around my landing. Turn on landing light and bat flies downstairs. Follow him - feeling like an extra in a bad B movie - don't go in there you silly mare. Got downstairs and bat now having a field day up and down a 30 foot hallway. Turn on hallway lights and lounge lights, in fact any bloody light I could find, and wait for bat to find the only dark room in the house - the kitchen. Finally, he takes the hint and goes in the kitchen. I'm still crouched down like a pyjama-clad hunchback and get the French Doors open and about 12 hours later - OK, it was about one minute - the bat finally decides he doesn't want to haunt my house anymore 'cos it's not much fun afterall, and takes his leave off into the night.
My heart rate resumed a normal pace about 15 minutes later, whilst my head swelled with pride at being able to 'rescue' myself from a fate worse than death.
In flew a bat, uninvited I might say - straight into the bedroom. Hubby, of course, was out on a night shift - and he, of course, being an expert in bat maneouvres (yeah, right) was not there to charge in and rescue me - so after I had taken the time to complete my panic attack and heart attack (all in one move) under the duvet - I had to work out how I was going to survive the night with said bat flapping like a manic thing around the room.
T'was a sight to see, let me tell you.
So - brain kicked in, and I worked out that bats like dark places - dead clever, me, eh? So I decided I would 'steer' the bat out of the bedroom, along the corridor, down the stairs, and into the kitchen which had french doors (me thinking this was the biggest opening I could create to get bat to move out). So I turned on my bedroom lights, whilst cowering like a complete wuss under the duvet. Da na!! Bat flew out of the room into the corridor.
Panic number one - oh shit - the kids bedroom door was open - and it was dark in there - oh bugger ! So I crawled along the floor (remember - sloping roof, velux windows, not much ceiling height) and closed kids room door whilst bat doing his WTF dance around my landing. Turn on landing light and bat flies downstairs. Follow him - feeling like an extra in a bad B movie - don't go in there you silly mare. Got downstairs and bat now having a field day up and down a 30 foot hallway. Turn on hallway lights and lounge lights, in fact any bloody light I could find, and wait for bat to find the only dark room in the house - the kitchen. Finally, he takes the hint and goes in the kitchen. I'm still crouched down like a pyjama-clad hunchback and get the French Doors open and about 12 hours later - OK, it was about one minute - the bat finally decides he doesn't want to haunt my house anymore 'cos it's not much fun afterall, and takes his leave off into the night.
My heart rate resumed a normal pace about 15 minutes later, whilst my head swelled with pride at being able to 'rescue' myself from a fate worse than death.
May 21st 2008 | 10:50 am
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Re: Bats + Cat
Love it Ann, from your description I can imagine the scene...
May 21st 2008 | 6:04 pm
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Re: Bats + Cat
I had the biggest girlie panic of my life one night - whilst sitting up in bed reading - it was a warm evening, about 12.30am, and windows were open - our room had an ensuite with velux windows which were completely open.
In flew a bat, uninvited I might say - straight into the bedroom. Hubby, of course, was out on a night shift - and he, of course, being an expert in bat maneouvres (yeah, right) was not there to charge in and rescue me - so after I had taken the time to complete my panic attack and heart attack (all in one move) under the duvet - I had to work out how I was going to survive the night with said bat flapping like a manic thing around the room.
T'was a sight to see, let me tell you.
So - brain kicked in, and I worked out that bats like dark places - dead clever, me, eh? So I decided I would 'steer' the bat out of the bedroom, along the corridor, down the stairs, and into the kitchen which had french doors (me thinking this was the biggest opening I could create to get bat to move out). So I turned on my bedroom lights, whilst cowering like a complete wuss under the duvet. Da na!! Bat flew out of the room into the corridor.
Panic number one - oh shit - the kids bedroom door was open - and it was dark in there - oh bugger ! So I crawled along the floor (remember - sloping roof, velux windows, not much ceiling height) and closed kids room door whilst bat doing his WTF dance around my landing. Turn on landing light and bat flies downstairs. Follow him - feeling like an extra in a bad B movie - don't go in there you silly mare. Got downstairs and bat now having a field day up and down a 30 foot hallway. Turn on hallway lights and lounge lights, in fact any bloody light I could find, and wait for bat to find the only dark room in the house - the kitchen. Finally, he takes the hint and goes in the kitchen. I'm still crouched down like a pyjama-clad hunchback and get the French Doors open and about 12 hours later - OK, it was about one minute - the bat finally decides he doesn't want to haunt my house anymore 'cos it's not much fun afterall, and takes his leave off into the night.
My heart rate resumed a normal pace about 15 minutes later, whilst my head swelled with pride at being able to 'rescue' myself from a fate worse than death.
In flew a bat, uninvited I might say - straight into the bedroom. Hubby, of course, was out on a night shift - and he, of course, being an expert in bat maneouvres (yeah, right) was not there to charge in and rescue me - so after I had taken the time to complete my panic attack and heart attack (all in one move) under the duvet - I had to work out how I was going to survive the night with said bat flapping like a manic thing around the room.
T'was a sight to see, let me tell you.
So - brain kicked in, and I worked out that bats like dark places - dead clever, me, eh? So I decided I would 'steer' the bat out of the bedroom, along the corridor, down the stairs, and into the kitchen which had french doors (me thinking this was the biggest opening I could create to get bat to move out). So I turned on my bedroom lights, whilst cowering like a complete wuss under the duvet. Da na!! Bat flew out of the room into the corridor.
Panic number one - oh shit - the kids bedroom door was open - and it was dark in there - oh bugger ! So I crawled along the floor (remember - sloping roof, velux windows, not much ceiling height) and closed kids room door whilst bat doing his WTF dance around my landing. Turn on landing light and bat flies downstairs. Follow him - feeling like an extra in a bad B movie - don't go in there you silly mare. Got downstairs and bat now having a field day up and down a 30 foot hallway. Turn on hallway lights and lounge lights, in fact any bloody light I could find, and wait for bat to find the only dark room in the house - the kitchen. Finally, he takes the hint and goes in the kitchen. I'm still crouched down like a pyjama-clad hunchback and get the French Doors open and about 12 hours later - OK, it was about one minute - the bat finally decides he doesn't want to haunt my house anymore 'cos it's not much fun afterall, and takes his leave off into the night.
My heart rate resumed a normal pace about 15 minutes later, whilst my head swelled with pride at being able to 'rescue' myself from a fate worse than death.
sorry anne it did make me laugh
May 22nd 2008 | 2:17 pm
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Re: Bats + Cat
Thank you 
May 26th 2008 | 5:31 am
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Re: Bats + Cat
Of course I may have been unconscious during the whole episode, as you say HWP. However, catching gonorrhoea and anal boils because I was sleeping and dreaming of bats seems incredibly far fetched.
May 26th 2008 | 6:05 am
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Re: Bats + Cat
I once woke up to find a bat at the end of my bed, when she, and I know she was a she, opened her wings, she looked the spitting image of Marie Osmond. I of course kissed her. After a few days I contracted gonorrhoea and an anal boil. So be warned Alex, all is not what it seems...
Of course I may have been unconscious during the whole episode, as you say HWP. However, catching gonorrhoea and anal boils because I was sleeping and dreaming of bats seems incredibly far fetched.
Of course I may have been unconscious during the whole episode, as you say HWP. However, catching gonorrhoea and anal boils because I was sleeping and dreaming of bats seems incredibly far fetched.
