Last night, my roommate calls me while I'm at work, around 9:30, and says "dude, we've got a fuckin bat".
I was like "you got a pet?"
He says "no, this fuckin thing just buzzed me! I've closed all the doors in the house, and I'm going to hunt for it room by room.
By the time I got home around 11, he had given up. He didn't find it, and was clearly a little drunk.
So, I blew it off, thinking it was nothing.
Tonight, I got home, worked on my reports, and then went to get a pack of smokes. I went into the kitchen, and got a beer. I was walking by the window, and I see the blinds move really quickly. I kinda duck, and catch a view of it. I ran to the front door, and opened it, then locked the screen door open. The bat had followed me into the dining room (where the front door is), but when I opened the front door, it flew back through the living room into the kitchen. I was freaked, so I went to my room and got a shoe box.
I went back downstairs to the main level, and was looking for the bat. I kinda thought he had flown outside, so I closed the screen door, and decided to do a check around. As I am walking into the kitchen, I see him dive-bombing towards me, so I throw the box up to protect my face.
:thud:
He hit the box, and I slammed the lid on him. I took the box outside, but when I opened it, he was just chillin.
So, I closed the box up, and threw it into the garbage can.
I hope he dies tonight, so he doesn't scare the trash man to death in the morning...
Blackie
P.S. Fuck cliffs. If you don't want to read, don't.
I was like "you got a pet?"
He says "no, this fuckin thing just buzzed me! I've closed all the doors in the house, and I'm going to hunt for it room by room.
By the time I got home around 11, he had given up. He didn't find it, and was clearly a little drunk.
So, I blew it off, thinking it was nothing.
Tonight, I got home, worked on my reports, and then went to get a pack of smokes. I went into the kitchen, and got a beer. I was walking by the window, and I see the blinds move really quickly. I kinda duck, and catch a view of it. I ran to the front door, and opened it, then locked the screen door open. The bat had followed me into the dining room (where the front door is), but when I opened the front door, it flew back through the living room into the kitchen. I was freaked, so I went to my room and got a shoe box.
I went back downstairs to the main level, and was looking for the bat. I kinda thought he had flown outside, so I closed the screen door, and decided to do a check around. As I am walking into the kitchen, I see him dive-bombing towards me, so I throw the box up to protect my face.
:thud:
He hit the box, and I slammed the lid on him. I took the box outside, but when I opened it, he was just chillin.
So, I closed the box up, and threw it into the garbage can.
I hope he dies tonight, so he doesn't scare the trash man to death in the morning...
Blackie
P.S. Fuck cliffs. If you don't want to read, don't.
