Two months ago a bat entered the house and has taken residence ever since. She swoops, squeaks and flies circles around our heads, nightly.
She came crashing down while we were having a dinner party, much to the amusement of our party guests, I’m sure! My husband quickly picked her up with a tea towel and put her outside.
I thought that was the last, of the crazy bat house.
I thought wrong.
See, I’ve worked well into the night for the past month, returning home at midnight, sometimes beyond. I was too tired to notice, or care if bats were swooping or squeaking, and went straight to bed.
One evening I decided to stay up a little longer to catch up on some blog reading when out of the corner of my eye I saw a shadow flash. A shadow so small and fast that in an instance I knew she was back.
She swooped and flew fast circles around my living room. She gave me a good freak out that I grabbed the broom and started swatting at the poor thing. I know … totally wrong thing to do in this moment, but … but … I was scared and opening the door meant she had to fly right past MY head.
Then the light went on in my bat-crazed head. The light! Turn … on … the … light!
She’s gone, but really?
I’ve been off work for almost a week and have had a good chance (several times too many) to witness again the terrifying site of a bat … in my house! Above my head and in my living-room! Swoop, flutter, and squeak.
It’s that time where daylight is edging into darkness, that time when darkness takes hold of the day, the time when the bat comes out to play.
I squeal and scream my annoyance to my rustic-country husband “AJO, c’e un pipistello! There’s a bat! OMG! OH MIO DIO! GET IT!”
Husband – “What do you want me to do about it?”
Me with head buried deep under blankets and pillows – “Non lo so. I dunno … prendiiiiii … ti prego … AJO. C’e…c’e….auito…!”
Husband – “Relax, non fa niente.”
And he does nothing, my husband that is! This is a guy that has dreamed, since childhood to sleep with a family of lions! Yeah. Therefore a little bat is not going to ruffle his feathers, he doesn’t even bat an eye lash.
So, it’s up to me.
Still entrenched in my make shift full body protection of pillows and blankets I get up from the sofa, open all the doors and turn on all the lights. I’m safe for now and Husband goes to bed.
I continue to watch the nightly TV when she makes her grand re-appearance … again. (Now I’m fully bat-crazy). Swooping and sashaying though the air like dynamite, freaking me out … again, I quickly turn everything off and jump into bed with a lion, still in full body protection.
I vowed to Google the bat-crap out of these flying mammals; and this is what I’ve come up with:
6 Tips to Capture a Bat Flying Inside a Building
- NEVER try to capture a flying bat and NEVER squat brooms at them either. A flying bat inside a building is looking for a way out, give it one.
- Always wear gloves when handling bats.
- Open all windows to the room and close door.
- Dim the lights. This will give the bat a chance to find its way out.
- Wait for the bat to land. Capture it with a towel. Be gentile.
- Release the bat at dusk! (Yeah, I won’t be waiting that long, she’s out the door before you can say supper).
Information about the capture of bats from: Bat Conservation Trust
DID YOU KNOW?
“A single little brown bat can eat up to 1000 mosquitoes in a single hour, and is one of the world’s longest-lived mammals for its size, with life spans of almost 40 years.
Bats are the only mammals capable of true flight. With extremely elongated fingers and a wing membrane stretched between, the bat’s wing anatomically resembles the human hand. Almost 1,000 bat species can be found worldwide. In fact, bats make up a quarter of all mammal species on earth!
Size: Bats are divided into two suborders: Megachiroptera, meaning large bat, and Microchiroptera, meaning small bat. The largest bats have a 6 foot wingspan. The bodies of the smallest bats are no more than an inch long.”
Source: Defenders of Wildlife – Bats Basic Facts
For two months I’ve gone bat-crazy watching her swoop flying circles around my living room. Is she here to stay? Does she have a nest?
I can’t handle the battiness any longer.
My house has become the Crazy Bat House of Sardegna …
Have bats taken up residence in your home? What have you done to eradicate them?