Had an adorable flappy little houseguest over the last couple days. Dunno how he got in, apparently he didn't either 'cause he couldn't find his way out, but 'til now the biggest thing to squeeze thru the gaping chasms in my apartment was a nice fat bumblebee.....
He shows up while I'm watching Bone Collector,thot he was a moth at first (big moth tho!). All dark & fluttery, it was hard to pin down any perspective. Next thot was "bird", & surprisingly it was not sight but sound that ruled that out. Birds make lots of fluttery rattling feather noises when flapping about inside, this fella just made lovely smooth swooshing sounds.
First try: Batty lands on a shelf covered with odds 'n' ends. Got him trapped under a towel, but couldn't get him separated to take him outside & he eventually wiggled out. Ye ol' "bat distress signal" was clearly audible tho, and was kinda helpful later. Also noticed that he seemed attracted to the light, and in a flash of insight realised that, like many folks under stress, he must have been craving some comfort munchies and reacting to the modern bat's equivalent of an "eat here" sign (all them bugs, ya know).
So, by turning different lights on, I determined to lure him through the kitchen and into the living room. The ceiling fan was tricky, I wanted the light on but the spinning blades seemed kinda hazardous. Had to shut it off, pull the fan chain, & keep trying until there was light but no fan. Then gave my best impression of his little squeaky noise, & whaddya know, he shows up 'bout a second later! He looked around, found no distressed bats, and left. Second try & it worked again, but like villagers with annoying attention-starved shepherd boys, he ignored further attempts. I briefly lured him into the entryway with the light, but it was cramped & he didn't come back. After about an hour he gave up & hid somewhere, & I went back to my movie.
The cats were of course somewhat irked by the intrusion; fortunately, they had just eaten.
Next evening, he comes out again. Clever little fella seemed to have decided that I might not be trying to eat him after all (or maybe he was just getting desperate), and investigated my squeaks carefully. I've got one of those cats you just *know* will panic and do something stupid if he ever goes outside, so I'd been reluctant to leave both entry doors open, but he seemed convinced not to try it so I opened 'em & turned on only the outside porch light. He tried several times to fly through the door, but as it turns out I've got one of those glass panes above the door, which *looked* like escape (folks who say bats're blind are full of it), but *echoed* pretty solid so he kept pulling out at the last second. I covered the pane with cardboard, but by then he'd given up for the night again.
Today, got back from an unpleasantly noisy lunch & found him hanging from a high bookshelf in the living room. Bats sleep *very* deeply, even letting their body temperature drop, so I figured this was a good chance. Found a cat carrier & a T-square, put a towel in to cushion the fall, & got him in!
From there outside was easy. Watching him escape was very enjoyable.
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on Thu Aug 20, 2009 2:00 pm, edited 1 time in total.
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