Things are little ‘batty’ around our house today …
Yes, that headline was a lame effort at a pun: We have bats living in our roof, BUT … hopefully not for too much longer.
We moved into our old house in 1980, and some contractors who were roughing in upstairs rooms just before we moved in said, “Oh, by the way. We were working up there last evening and a little bat came popping in from somewhere and was flying all around. I left the window open so he could get out. I wouldn’t worry about it though. Those critters really don’t like to be around people. Once he’s gone, he’ll probably never be back.”
Yeah, right. Our kids grew up in that house with nightly visits of bats swooping through their bedrooms. Despite all our efforts to seal ‘em away from the living areas of the house, anything from three to a couple of dozen of the little devils would get in — fortunately, in one-at-a-time fashion — during the course of every summer.
We found a guy in 2005 who does “bat exclusions,” blocking up all the exits and entrances to keep the bats out. He did his thing, guaranteed for two years. Last spring, the bats came back. They found some roof vent openings with bad screens, and squirmed their way in. Our kids are grown and gone now, which means we lost a stanch ally in the bat battle (my son). Shirley and I are getting too old for this kind of grief, so we called the Bat Guy back again.
He’s due to come by this afternoon, climb up on the roof with his little Helper Bat Guy, and exclude the bats once again. Hopefully for the last time.
So, you see what I mean when I say it’s a little batty around our house today??
