Two winters ago I found a bat flying around in my house.
Knowing that bats are suppose to hibernate, I called Bob Walton, who rescues bats. Walton came to my home, caught the the bat, and then took it to his home for care.
My bat was a pregnant female who ended up having two babies. After being released last summer, the family didn't arrive back into my neighborhood until this spring. I saw finally saw Betty and her two children, Bert and Besty, the names that Walton gave them, flying around in my yard this April.
One of them gave me a personal visit last night.
While getting ready for bed last night Betty, Bert or Betsy, not sure which, flew into the bathroom, and then back downstairs. I followed and closed up rooms as I went. I managed to contain the bat in the kitchen and family room area.
Trying not to be afraid, I kept telling myself bats are our friends as I opened up three doors in these rooms to the outside. I then went outside to watch the bat exit.
It only took a few minutes for the bat to find an open door and fly out.