Weird night

So imagine you have a colonoscopy in the morning. You have to drink a half a gallon of nasty tasting stuff in a couple of hours and spend the rest of the night with your colon clearing itself out. Then imagine what would be the LAST thing you'd want to do under those conditions.

How about get a bat out of your house?

Yeah, I've had a fun night.

I was just sitting in the living room, waiting for the latest round with the toilet bowl, when Buster suddenly gets up and slinks out to the kitchen like something's scared him. Before I can figure out if there was some thunder or what, I see this shape swooping around the corner from the kitchen. And it wasn't Christian Bale.

Fortunately, it flew into the exercise room, where there's not a lot of places for it to hide. I got the door closed, and called Mom to come help. Mostly I was worried about having an ... interruption in the middle of trying to catch the thing. By the time she got here, it had settled down and was hanging on the air exchange vent near the door. I managed to get a bucket over it, and while I held it there, Mom got a big piece of cardboard from the garage, which I was able to slip between the bucket and the wall, trapping it in the bucket. Then I took it outside and it flew away. And no sudden interruptions from my colon!

I just can't figure out how it got in the house. The dog door? Would a bat be strong enough to get through the door? Maybe it got in while I was going in and out last night while some friends were over for a cookout. But if it got in last night, wouldn't I have noticed it before now, or at least Buster should have been acting weird.

Thanks, Mom for helping out. And Buster got extra cookies for alerting me.

I just hope that's the end of the weirdness for tonight.