The Dude wrote:so it's boring, but here's how it went down. My post about killing it happened right before i went back up and saw it alive again.
so i wake up at 4:10 and hear rustling under the bed. i think it's my cat being annoying again. wbut when i wake up, that's it my brain doesn't shut off and i'm up. since i am up, i decide to go downstairs and drink coffee and look at porn. i come down and the cat is on the couch so i'm like "oh".
i sit down, thinking i may have dreamt it, and i hear my wife get up to go to the bathroom. i go back up as she is laying back down, probably doesn't see me bc she's blind. i lay down again, thinking i should try and get to sleep. about 5 minutes later i hear something on the night table.
I turn on the light, and the bat swoops by my head. i go "Lisa, a bat", she yells
i grab a pillow and get up and on its second swoop hit it. it's not moving, but i grab a trash can and cover it and we go downstairs
so we're sitting there collecting our thoughts, and lisa has to go to the bathroom again. she goes up and says "paul, it's moving"
so damn it i go back up and there it is moving inside the trash can. if we didn't have a clear trash can i probably would have just lifted it earlier, thinking it was dead. i come up with a plan to open our window, get something flat, and try and fit it under the trash can. lisa grabs an album
the band was bread.
i didn't want to have to carry it far so i kept pushing the trash can on the ground closer to the window. each time i move it, it squeaks. i tell lisa to follow the trail with a bleach housecleaning spray
i get near the window, slide the record underneath the trash can, and throw the whole combination of trash can, Bread, and bat, from the second floor onto the sidewalk. it's laying there stunned, then it gets up and flies away
then i went out and threw out my pillow, the trash can, and the album
luckily it was trash night and our cans were out already
sorry if boring/too long
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