There I was, writing a too-long poem for August Poetry Postcard and… a bat appears.
Let me just say, I moved pretty darn fast. Locked myself in the bathroom while I tried to figure out what to do, having no cast iron skillet handy (family legend) When I’d put on shoes and steeled myself I opened the door and contained it and escorted it without further incident to the great outdoors. Hope it’s gone in the morning. Only hurt myself a little in the process of vacating the bedroom LOL.
Now I just need to figure out what to do with the too-long poem or just write a short bat one LOL.