Saturday, June 13, 2009

Life on the Farm

I just paid a brief nocturnal visit to my cottage (I'm housesitting tonight) and was greeted by a
>>> bat. <<<
It was fluttering around the ceiling of the room I have designated to be my home theatre. I spent the better part of the afternoon hooking up components and balancing speakers and so forth, and I guess the bat was anxious for the premier.

I expect a certain amount of wildlife, even rodents, as there are some places where the interior of the cottage and the exterior of the Lost Coast are not strangers, but I wasn't expecting to find them on the ceiling. The anti-rodent expert (or experts) I soon expect to hire away from the local animal shelter should take care of the four-footed variety but may not have the ground-to-air weaponry for this new threat.

I suppose the bat came from the attic, which has been standing open for a couple of weeks; the large piece of plywood that is intended to separate homey cottage from creepy attic has been standing on end in the back bedroom awaiting, well, I'm not sure what. Tomorrow, when I hope my mosquito-eating companion is back up there and asleep, I may see about replacing it. I hadn't tried before now as I figure it's beyond my spatial abilities, but now I have a new and urgent motivation as I am supposed to sleep in the cottage tomorrow night.