Holy Smokes Batman!

I washed all the towels today and forgot to bring them back upstairs after they were dry. I remembered, of course, when it was time to get the girls out of the bathtub and there weren't any towels. Lucky for me, Doctor was home so I asked if he would run downstairs and get the towels. He was gone forever. When I went to holler at him and make sure he was okay, I heard quite a bit of ruckus in the basement. He came up and informed me that we had a house guest. There was a bat in our basement! My all-star husband smacked it with an empty Wii box and escorted it outside. His comment when he came back upstairs was, "I hope he doesn't freeze out there." What? Sympathy for a home invading bat? Sorry, none from me. Good news though, I have an excuse to not do laundry tonight. :)