{"id":7351,"date":"2011-07-14T07:07:07","date_gmt":"2011-07-14T12:07:07","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/?p=7351"},"modified":"2011-07-14T07:07:07","modified_gmt":"2011-07-14T12:07:07","slug":"bat-dreams","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2011\/20110714-7351.htm","title":{"rendered":"Bat Dreams"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>The music was on, the bedroom was ready to accept coats. Everything was in order, but only one coworker had shown up. I was starting to get nervous&#8211;this was, after all, a <i>work<\/i> Christmas party.<\/p>\n<p>My sister threw open the door and flashed on the lights. I woke with a start.<\/p>\n<p>Oh no&#8211;I was late for work. I&#8217;d overslept.<\/p>\n<p>I glanced at the clock. <\/p>\n<p>4 am. <\/p>\n<p>No I hadn&#8217;t overslept.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;How long have you been awake?&#8221; Anna asked.<\/p>\n<p>I was absolutely bewildered. I hadn&#8217;t been awake. I&#8217;d been dreaming of Christmas parties.<\/p>\n<p>&#8220;Can you help me catch a bat?&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>The story spilled out. Apparently, Anna had been awakened some time earlier by a whirring sound in her bedroom. I guess she&#8217;d started yelling when she realized it was a bat&#8211;which is why she&#8217;d assumed I&#8217;d be awake.<\/p>\n<p>At any rate, I threw on some clothing (extra covering necessary lest said bat be rabid and attempting to bite) and went to catch a bat.<\/p>\n<p>By then, the bat had ceased flying about&#8211;and we had a difficult time finding it. <\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;d searched the entirety of Anna&#8217;s bedroom floor before Anna found it curled up in the track on which the windows slid. It was a motionless ball smaller than a mouse.<\/p>\n<p>Perhaps it was dead, I thought. Which was rather a frightening proposition.  If so, we&#8217;d have to save it and take it in for rabies testing.<\/p>\n<p>My hands clad in oven mitts, I draped a towel over the semi-prone figure. A whirr of movement I could barely feel beneath the towel and my oven mitts indicated that the bat was still alive.<\/p>\n<p>Now to extract the creature for its cubby. <\/p>\n<p>This was the hard part. I couldn&#8217;t feel much through the clumsy oven mitts&#8211;and even the towel by itself was difficult to maneuver. The bat was snuggled in between two little runners. How could I get it out without squeezing it to death?<\/p>\n<p>I sent Anna out for a ruler. When she returned, I slid the thin metal ruler under the bat and gently lifted it up, enfolding the ruler and all into my towel.<\/p>\n<p>Outside, some distance from the house, I laid down my package and unwrapped it, standing ready for the animal to fly away.<\/p>\n<p>A few moments and it took off. I dropped my used towels and oven mitts into the washing machine, checked my sister for bite marks (there were none) and made my way back into the world of dreams.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>The music was on, the bedroom was ready to accept coats. Everything was in order, but only one coworker had shown up. I was starting to get nervous&#8211;this was, after all, a work Christmas party. My sister threw open the door and flashed on the lights. I woke with a start. Oh no&#8211;I was late &#8230; <a title=\"Bat Dreams\" class=\"read-more\" href=\"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/2011\/20110714-7351.htm\">Read more <span class=\"screen-reader-text\">Bat Dreams<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0,"ngg_post_thumbnail":0},"categories":[4],"tags":[140,364,916],"aioseo_notices":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7351"}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=7351"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/7351\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=7351"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=7351"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/bekahcubed.menterz.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=7351"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}