Last evening I had to come to the rescue! A bat somehow got in the house and had managed to get into the room we use for the desktop computer. WELL, hubby was playing a computer game and saw something out of the corner of his left eye. Needless to say he turned and saw a bat swooping down towards him! Yep, he yelled for me~ Now I have no fear of bats or just about anything but and thats a HUGE but -------spiders, even the little guys give me the creeps! I kept an eye on the poor thing who was thoroughly confused at this point, the big brave guard dog never picked up his head and hubby went for something for me to catch the bat in. By this time the bat had made it downstairs to the LR and roosted on a log next to the fireplace----- I had to go to hubby to get the pot and lid to catch this poor thing. Terrifying job- I walked to the wall, put the pot under him and used the lid to slide him in. I'm laughing my ass off the whole time (bad wife)---I put the damn thing back outside and put the pot in the dishwasher. Story over ~~~ What on earth is so scarey about a flying mouse?