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Halloween Tin Ornament Eek Bat Orange Glitter
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Boy, do I have a couple of bat stories. Be sure to stick around. :-D
For those of us who love to decorate for Halloween, here's another cute ornie -- it's a tin metal ornament that spells out the word "Eek." There's a little black bat perched off to the side and the ornament is finished with a coat of iridescent glitter. The ornament measures about 4 1/2" square. The bat looks white in the photo but it's only the reflection of the glitter. He's really black.
Cute little item! New with tag from Darice.
Okay, ready for the bat stories? Both of them happened at our camp in NW PA (not far from Clarion PA, the Autumn Leaf Capitol of the World) ((after which my little business is named...))
Anyhoo, we were up there one summer many moons ago when I was 8 months pregnant with our youngest daughter. It was late and very hot outside. We had just put our other young daughter in the crib and climbed into bed when my husband and I heard FWAP FWAP FWAP around the ceiling of the bedroom.
I'll have to mention here that my husband is terrified of bats. They're not something he simply avoids and he's not just scared -- the man is absolutely terrified of them. I don't know why; chances are that his younger brother had something to do with the phobia but my husband cannot even look at a bat behind the glass at the zoo.
As soon as we turned the light back on and saw that it was a bat, the husband pest pulled the covers over his head and told me to "Get it out! Get it out!" He was completely hiding under the covers.
Fine. I'm not real fond of bats but I'm brave enough to take one on -- but how does one catch a flying bat?
I looked around for something in which to catch the bat and the most logical thing that was handy was our little girl's butterfly net. So here I am at midnight, 8 months pregnant standing on the bed at our camp in the middle of the forest swinging a 2 foot long child's butterfly net at this loco bat. Son of a gun if eventually he didn't fly right into it.
By this time my husband had pulled the covers down enough so that only his eyes were showing. I released the bat outside unharmed. From that day on, my husband has never taken me off that pedestal. :)
Some years later we were at the camp again preparing for a day's outing to Niagara Falls. I was ready to load our youngest three kids into the van so I opened the side doors wide.
Whooompfh. A big bat flew out of the van and suction-cupped itself spread eagle to the front of my T-shirt smack dab across my bustline like some kind of weird living breathing alien Harley-Davidson logo.
Sure, I was a bit stunned but realized quickly that I'd better get this critter off before he decided to bite and send me down for the series of rabies shots.
This thing was seriously attached to me just like the creature in Alien. My husband is there yelling "Don't touch it! Don't touch it!" Right. Like I was going to try and rip it off with my bare hands anyway. What do you do when you have 3 children and a husband all running around and screaming and a live bat attached to your chest?
The answer is you do a strip tease. I stripped off my T-shirt so fast that the fur flew. Then I shook it out like a throw rug and the bat landed with a plop in the middle of the yard. He was okay but obviously somewhat stunned. One wing came out then went back in, then the other wing and he flopped around a little bit trying to get his bearings. Did you ever see the Bugs Bunny cartoon when Bugs gets the best of a vampire by dropping a slab of rock on him? Hocus Pocus! Abra Cadabra! Pocus Cadabra! The poor bat was like that.
I went in to change and eventually the bat did indeed fly off so I guess he made it through the ordeal okay too. It was probably the same bat from years before lying in wait plotting his revenge...
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