This past summer I related the story of the bat in the house. You can read all about it here: Bat in the House. Last week he showed up again. This time we found him in his bat den.

My son is a builder and was replacing some capping on our outside woodwork. As he tore off a piece of the corner eave little bits of grass and acorns fell to the ground. Suddenly he saw a flash of small teeth and heard an angry hiss. Our bat was found at last, in his roost, in the eave of our house. He could not stay. The aluminum flashing would have sealed him within the eave and been certain doom. My son gingerly pushed him out with a soft brush. The bat flew a bit wobbily after being awakened from a sound sleep and rudely swooshed out of his home. He landed on the grass about thirty feet away from the house. He seemed quite stunned for about a half hour, then disappeared. We are hoping that since it was a warm day, he found a new place to roost and had time to pad his new home with acorns and grass. I hope that is the last encounter we have with the bat.