That photo above is what I slept inside for four days. This is why…
The first night was quiet, without incident. The second night I awoke around two in the morning to the flutter of wings and the click-clacking of tiny little nails walking across the floor. I then shooed something away from me that I thought was a moth. The continue of tiny little footsteps on the floor led me to believe there may be a mouse on the loose. I called for reinforcements (my dad) who turned on the lights and inspected the room. There he was a little bat hanging from the eaves between the roof and fireplace. (didn’t think to take a photo at the time) We were in shock that a bat made it inside the cabin.  So I grabbed CJ’s dog bed and put it inside my parents room where I slept on the floor for three nights. Needless to say it was uncomfortable and CJ was a little peeved to not have his bed. So off to the store we go in search of something to maybe hang over the bed to keep the bat out. A screen house is the cheapest thing we found. So now I can sleep without fear of getting either bitten by a rabid bat, or just it flying around over my head. The weird thing is we haven’t seen the bat since that night…elusive little bugger.