Scary Surprises
As I was musing over important life decisions, I went
across the hall to the bathroom to brush my teeth. As I opened the door and
flipped on the light, something on the floor startled me so much that I let out
a shriek! There, blinking stupidly in the light, was a huge toad. After staring
me down for a few moments, he turned and hopped back under cover of the sink.
Finding my parents disinclined to help me, I turned to Jensen. He calmly picked
up the toad with one hand and used his other to cup over the intruder. Needless
to say, I did not invite him to come again.
Then few days ago, I was
humming a Christmas Carol and going through a box of decorations. Lifting a
huge stocking, I saw a tiny bat sleeping under it. It’s sleek black wings and
body remained undisturbed but for a barely imperceptible stirring. Afraid it
would fly into my face, I quickly dropped the stocking and backed away. That
night a bat flew back and forth over my head as I stood on the veranda, so I
assumed it had left it’s comfortable dwelling. The next morning, I was in
charge of bringing the same box inside. I expressed my concern to my mother
that the bat might have gone back inside.
“No, no!” She assured me, “I checked...it’s gone!” And
so trusting her, a reached into the tub once again, moved some things around,
and...there was the bat, again! This time, I screamed. Now I do not like bats,
and being surprised by one twice in the same 48 hours, proved too much for me.
A neighbor to whom my mom was talking on the phone claims she heard me scream
both over the phone and across the field that separates our houses! My mom
quickly bundled the tub outside, used a stick to prod it out and moved it into
our flower bushes.
I am now basically paranoid
that any dark place anywhere in the house is a dangerous hovel for
amphibians!
Thanks Kasana, good to read your post - I hope the toad and bat weren't scared too!
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