That was certainly a tense night. My father and mother were staying over at my house for the night. (Long story and it was mainly just to visit me.) Well, he is a complete night owl so as I headed for bed, he stayed up. A hour after sleeping. My dad wakes me up saying something is crawling in the ceiling.
Sure enough, after dressing up I really did hear something crawling up there. We could not tell what it was at first due to the fact that this has never happened to either of us. As something crawled in the ceiling we both agreed that if it was a bat, we would kill it during the day while it was asleep.
However. After getting a midnight snack due to munchies. I was having a peanut butter sandwhich. (Use Adam brand stuff people. I doesn't contain toxic chemicals like Jife or whatever it is called!)
Dad YELLS throughout the house! "GET OUT OF THE HOUSE!"
Hearing this I quickly put down and swallowed whatever I had left for my sandwhich and ran out of the house, seeing that the fucking bat was flying around the damn place! Me, my father, and my small pomeranian dog ran out of the house.
After a few seconds to collect our thoughts. We went to my garage where I kept a few blankets to cover some of my more weather sensitive stuff. (machinery like lawn mower stuff.)
These things were FILTHY and most likely had some spiders in them. However we both put them on top of our heads like you see in many Middle Eastern countries. We were not really prepared to fight a bat in our house with our bare hands so I got a broom and my father got a fishing paddle.
We reluctently went in. My father went more into the house to warn my mom who was sleeping in the only damn room with a door... (I don't like doors... I always seemingly run into them so I didn't have a door in my room.) while I stayed behind to make sure it wouldn't fly downstairs... (we would be fucked due to having only one entrance and exit down into it.)
My father did see it in a corner of the house. I guess he took pity on it and scared it off instead of killing it as it shook... more on this later.
It had went into the front hall and he called me to put the blanket I had on over the doorway. I held it in place as he opened the front door and poked it once more. It dive bombed him and out of the house it went.
We were all pretty freaked out due to this event. I had no idea if it went into my room. However I made sure to purify everything with wash clothes and cleaners in just 15 minutes in my room only (and hour for the rest of the house.) I did not want bat germs in my damn house!
Next morning. My parents had gotten a newspaper... guess what was on the front page? Bats having rabies and becoming aggressive... yeah... no joke. It even told people to kill them and send them to the people who study this sort of thing... so my dad was in the wrong for sparing it's life and we could have gotten rabies that night... I made sure to scrub even more around the house than originally intended.
I am going on the roof of the house tomorrow to check for any holes I need to plug up. Currently I have the feeling that I don't want to do this due to my clumsiness... however I do not want to deal with any more bats in my damn house. I did however make sure to fix the hole it made in my ceiling to get in my damn house.
Certainly not a fun night. So... what happened to you guys two nights ago?