Here’s one of the things I love about this house and its inhabitants:
The four humans and two cats were in the parlour watching a movie. This was an unusual occurrence, practically a special occasion. We don’t have a TV and there’s a certain amount of arranging that has to happen: cobbing together Saint George’s laptop (the only one with a DVD drive) with the monitor I’ve been using since my beloved Acer (which survived two years in the packs – including being bucked off several times and fallen on a time or three as well) finally fell apart and the two halves are no longer communicating. I’m not sure where the speakers live in their “real life” but they’ve been conscripted as well, along with a table to hold it all. It was dark. We were watching The Mist, of all things. I try very hard NEVER to watch scary movies and this one was pretty tense (tho the humans interactions were waaay scarier than the alien bugs! Including Flying alien bugs.)
We become aware that something is occasionally flying through the room. Big moth? Lost bird? Alien insect? No – it’s a bat. I turn on the light and now we’re all standing, all sort of bobbing up and down watching the bat swoop around the parlour. Fox goes for a cardboard box and I realize that the screen door is closed so the bat would have a hard time leaving even if it wanted to. I go open the door, calling to Gryph “I believe the traditional method calls for a broom.” “Then hand me the broom,” replies Gryph, so I do. The bat has landed on the ceiling (see above) so Gryph ever so slowly and gently moves the broom towards the bat on the side opposite the door. The bat resumes flying about the room and the humans resume their avoidance bobbing.
Soon, one of us casually mentions that bats eat mosquitoes. I’ve been slapping mosquitoes all through the movie. The bat really isn’t bothering anybody; it’s back on the ceiling again, watching, checking us out. Gryph and I return the gesture, talking to the bat and admiring it. We grab the camera and at one point I’m standing on the couch with my face less than 2′ from the bat. Yes, we do know (and take into consideration) that bats can carry rabies and that this is a wild animal. We collectively decide to let it stay and resume watching the DVD. I didn’t get a single mosquito bite the whole rest of the movie!