So there I was, just trying to watch a little Veronica Mars before going bed, when something largish and flyingish enters my peripheral vision. Now, it takes a lot to get me to take my eyes off the always cute Kristen Bell, but largish and flyingish at 1:00am will do it.
So yeah. It was a bat. In my living room. Flying in circles, inches from my head. That was, you may imagine, a little freaky. So I crawled under the desk and tried to hatch a plan to coax the winged rodent out of my Veronica space. What would you do?
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I’d use a bat on that bat
I think that would be harder than hitting Tim Wakefield’s best offering.
I’d suggest this:
First, take a picture.
Second, Close the door to the rest of the house and open the window to the outside world.
Then once he leaves figure out how he got there in the first place.
Don’t hurt the bat – they’re good to have around. They eat 50 percent of their body weight in insects per night. Find a box, maybe a shoe box. When he lands on the wall, place the box over him. Then slide a flat piece of cardboard between the box and the wall. Once you have the bat trapped, walk to your door and let him out.
http://www.dem.ri.gov/programs/bnatres/fishwild/pdf/bats.pdf
Here’s a RIDEM info on bats, with pictures, and how to bat proof your house.
I’d send the bat to a secret detention camp.
i would use a butterfly net. or you ad em could tie a badminto net to two broomsticks and flush him ut with that – it worksin the cartoons. also i’m posting this from my new cell phone in the laundromat!
You got it all wrong. The bat was fate. It crashed into your apartment to inspire you to put on a cape and cowl and to fight the injustice of Gotham and get revenge for the wrongful death of your parents.