I'll admit that the first time we found a bat in our apartment, I thought the event had a certain humorous goth charm.
The number of bats we have found flying around our rooms has been steadily increasing since then. Today there were two separate instances of bat invasion. I don't know how they're getting in or what happiness they hope to find in our abode. The cat watches them intently but won't touch them.
They're getting bolder and meaner too. Today, one which we had trapped between two window panes in the lounge room kept lunging at me and chattering its teeth.
There's a tennis racquet in the hall cupboard.