Monday, May 21, 2007

The Bats Are Coming

The event that follows is a true story but the names have been changed to protect the innocent.....

It was 2:30am and Tammi had just finished cleaning up the kitchen after the last round of feeding frenzy. Feeding the 50 person youth group at camp was a fun and exciting job, but it sure made for long days. Everyone else was asleep and all the lights were off as Tammi climbed to the upper level of the cabin to her room. She absent-mindedly remembered leaving her room window open to aleveate pressure from the heat of the day. The Oregon coast weather could be stifling at times inspite of the trees surrounding the campground.

Tammi heard the noise only after she had opened her room door. With no light, she couldn't see what was making the noise. She only knew it came from the center of her room.

Her scream was followed by laughter as she realized a small 3 inch coastal bat had found shelter in her room while looking for his evening meal.

The noise brought Thomas running up the stairs with a broom, ready to protect the women of the camp at any cost. He told Tammi to stay out in the hallway while he boldly went into the room to capture the fiend. That was when Tammi figured she had better close the door so the bat couldn't get into the rafters of the cabin.

Big mistake.....Thomas had no light to see by and wasn't quite as fearless as he originally portrayed himself to be. He tripped and stumbled around the room and beat against the door yelling to be let out before the mighty and ferocious bat sucked out all of his blood.

As Thomas clutched his knees and took huge gasps of air on the safe side, Tammi held her sides in laughter. It is amazing what being over tired can do to a person's humor. Hurt only in pride, Thomas trudged down the stairs determined to wake the other men of the camp and rid the cabin of the intruder once and for all.

It didn't take long before 3 men, with that fierce warrior look in their eyes, came marching up the stairs brandishing fighting weapons in hand. One had a plastic laundry basket. The second had a bar stool and was carrying it like a lion tamer. The third man, more calm in stature for he had seen the middle east wars with his own eyes, held a coffe cup in one hand and his pocket with the other.

The three charged into the dark room and once again Tammi closed the door so as not to let out the fierce and wild monster. What was heard on the other side was not pretty in any way.
"Ow! Watch it!"
"Hey that is MY foot!"
"Where did he go?"
"I don't know but I just felt something on my neck!"
"That was me you idiot!"
"Where is the door?"

The mighty fighting men, while sounding like a Three Stooges movie but ready to protect the camp to their deaths, had driven away the wild beast.
The poor little bat had been so scared in that room all alone. However, when it heard all of those alarming and scary noises coming from the other side of the room, it remembered where the open window was and was ever so grateful to fly to safety.

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