So as I walk stooped over to the family room from upstairs , I see the little feller hanging from one of the high window grids. Still not convinced he was hanging in with us, I check the window from the outside…yup it was inside. Luckily this was 730 in the morning so he was sleeping. But until I opened the door that morning, everything was closed since the day before. YUCK the darn thing was probably flying around all night. Other than Luke we sleep with our doors closed, but still.
How did he get in, let me think…oh yeah the boys who live in a barn sleep in my house. With all this heat, my AC has been cranking, the darn bat probably thought he was flying into a cave one evening---hoping it was the night before.
An animal control guy came out and grabbed it with a huge glove and hurled him out the back door. You know they scream when you touch them, or maybe it was the waking up from a sound sleep…

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