I loathe moving! But then so does almost everyone else, making what Dan and I are going through not particularly noteworthy.
I think, however, that reaching over my head last night while packing, grabbing a ceramic serving bowl stored on the kitchen cabinets and finding a Dead Bat inside might be a bit more unusual. And I believe I deserve a Congressional Medal of Honor for not dropping said bowl and smashing it in the process.
I didn't have the nerves required to get a picture though. You will simply have to imagine the poor little furry thing lying there.
The movers come early tomorrow morning!
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Pity about no picture, because you know my youngest loves bats. Nonetheless, I commend you for not screaming and breaking things when finding a dead mammal in your kitchen. That shows real restraint and strength of character. Or exhaustion, which moving will do to you.
So, would a bat house be a bad house-warming present?
Bats Belong in bathouses, not in decorative bowls! :)
I really have nothing against bats but we had never seen any signs of them at all so coming face to face with one in such an unexpected way was just a bit shocking. I did think of your budding naturalist after the adrenaline wore off...
Yeah, a bat in the kitchen is defintely shocking.
And, where are we moving? Back to Chicago !?!?!?! :o)
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