we can finally declare victory in the great glorious war against the bats. today, the bat whisperer confirmed that all of our unofficial roommates had moved and he plugged the remaining holes the masonry of our house. the final bat count was 72--which is actually significantly less than i thought earlier this week, but significantly more that i ever imagined when that first one scared the bejeezus out of us in our bedroom one month ago.
after surviving the war against the bees and now bats, i can only wonder what critter that starts with the letter B will invade next. birds? bobcats? bears? bunsen burners?
maybe i'll figure that out when we're in aktobe.