Well that was fun

I had every intention of writing a blog post about how wonderful it was to have my birthday in House, and I still plan on doing so, but this deserves it's own post.

I got home, and walked in the back door. I'd noticed that the garage lights had turned on and off as I was pulling in. My assumption had been that Alex had turned the lights on for me, realized I was pulling in the driveway, and turned them back off. As I walked in the back door, I saw the little fishing net that the previous owners had left us on the floor of the stairs. Alex was in the basement. Apparently, he was looking for gloves so that he could try to catch the bat that was carefully avoiding Posey on the first floor.

So... bat. 

I'd heard before that laundry baskets are a good way to catch bats, and we just bought two new ones, and as I reminded Alex of that, the bat flew behind me and down the stairs to the basement. I followed it down, and Alex and I both grabbed a laundry basket. Luckily, the bat had flown into the "naughty child room" with only one exit, so it quickly flew back out again. And into my laundry basket.

So... the bat was in the laundry basket, on the floor of the basement.

Now, the laundry baskets that we bought have these really great handles on all four sides of it so that you can carry it any way that is convenient. Unfortunately, it didn't take long for the bat to find the handle, and it was just about to crawl out. As I watched it crawl to the hole, I tried to guess how likely it was that we would be able to easily catch it again, versus how likely it was that a small bat would be able to bite through my new leather gloves, which were conveniently still on. I went with the gloves.

So I picked up the bat, walked up the stairs, went outside, walked away from the house, and let the little guy go.

Bat: 0 Kristin: 1