3 thoughts on “One Hundred Days of Blogging – Day Thirty-Seven”
Damn. Bats are great until you get one in your house. Then they are CREEPY AS HELL. My mom used to get them in her house when I was younger. I remember waking up one night to the sound of flapping over my head in the dark. An unnerving experience to say the least.
It’s more vexing because I spoke with my landlord’s assistant about a probable hole in our roof, as it’s leaking and birds have gotten in. Mind you, I forgot to mention the birds. So that’s my fault.
Needless to say, there’s a strong possibility I’m looking for a new lair to call my own.
Damn. Bats are great until you get one in your house. Then they are CREEPY AS HELL. My mom used to get them in her house when I was younger. I remember waking up one night to the sound of flapping over my head in the dark. An unnerving experience to say the least.
It’s more vexing because I spoke with my landlord’s assistant about a probable hole in our roof, as it’s leaking and birds have gotten in. Mind you, I forgot to mention the birds. So that’s my fault.
Needless to say, there’s a strong possibility I’m looking for a new lair to call my own.
We had squirrels get in our apartment a couple years ago because of a hole under the roof overhang. Not nearly as tragic as bats, but pretty annoying.