Bats our Lot in Life
When we moved from our house in Mayville we warned the people renting the house that we have had bats before. We have! I hate bats.
When we looked at the farmhouse that we have rented here in North Carolina one of our first questions was, "Have you had a problem with bats?" That was asked more than once; actually several times. We wanted to make sure that we were leaving our bat stories in Mayville. Well, and Kaukauna - for that matter.
So, we moved in with confidence that our bat stories were over. Imagine our surprise when early this morning (2:36am to be exact how early!) we heard Zak say this phrase, "Dad, there is something flying around in the kitchen and I thought you might want to know."
This jumped us into action. At roughly 2:37am this morning you could hear Rob say in a military tone of voice, "Everyone close your door s!" Now, this is a phrase that he has said many times before; but we were hoping that would be a phrase only used when we lived in the North - not the South!
Everyone obeyed the command and you could hear their obedience with the slam of the bedroom door. Then we heard the sounds that accompany a bat being found in the house. (It sounds like warfare and hand to hand combat.)
While the clock still read 2:37 we heard the welcomed report, "Coast is clear!" and the doors opened and details were being craved from everyone.
Our first bat experience lasted about 4 hours. This one: 45-50 seconds. I think that we are getting the hang of taking care of flying intruders.
I got back into bed wondering if God is getting us ready for something. A mission field? A foreign county? A child who will be living in jungles with flying creatures that make me scream? Not sure what; but I am thankful to be in His will - even it that means a flying bat from time to time!
Thanks for stopping by. I trust your nights rest this evening will be uninterrupted.