Last night as we sat down to dinner -- beans, rice, avocados, and my first attempt at home made tortillas, we decided to open all the doors to get some cross ventilation. Minutes later, three bats flew in through the front door.
I immediately grabbed the rough sawn two by four that we use as added security at our back sliding door and started swinging wildly to keep the bats from dive bombing my hair. Gary ran to open the sliding screen doors so the bats would have a way out.
One bat immediately exited, and then two more came in. They were getting hit occasionally by the ceiling fan and flying around turbulently. Lauren, meanwhile, placidly continued chowing down, entertained by all the shenanigans. Sorry, bat
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Take a look at the food blog later today for a how-not-to. I’ll get the hang of it soon.