Hello Friends, it's the weekend and now I'm getting ready to shop at the market before getting creative and treating myself to a well-deserved walk after a week of work and motherhood ❤️. I don't know about you but it happens to me that during the week The subconscious reminds me, as a kind of calendar or alarm, to be aware of the news from @galenkp, referring to its diversity of topics and our commitment every weekend.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but a week later the first one on the list automatically made me smile macabre, remembering the panic, the terror and at the same time a bit of mocking laughter towards my cousin, I know that I must ask for a sincere apology.

I tell you, I live in a rural house where exotic animals are already an important part of our daily lives, not precisely out of appreciation but because they are the center of attention every time we have to do everything to ensure our lives, of course not here I will talk about sacrificing any animals because I will not be Cruela de Vil, but I am referring to snakes, scorpions and the protagonist of this post, (The bats)

I know the place where I live very well, that's why I try as much as possible to keep the windows closed when night falls, but my cousin, who was visiting for a few days, had the habit of opening all the windows in the house, of the two floors. I reminded him to be careful when night fell to close everything as a precaution, he did exactly the opposite. (He forgot) when he was resting in the room he heard some screams of anguish and desperation but he didn't know what was happening.

Between each room there is a narrow hallway and when I open the door the first thing I see is like 3 bats fluttering all over the place and in the end I saw that my cousin was in shock, paralyzed due to the fear she had at that moment, my first reaction was I closed the door again knowing that my cousin needed to be rescued but I didn't do it. 🦇😂🥹. I was terrified just thinking that they could also enter my room and I didn't go out again.

Of course I'm not talking to you about a minor, my cousin is three years older than me, that's why I thought she would also look for a solution and protect herself, the least I imagined was the degree of panic she could be feeling at that moment until I heard her cry with chilling screams and I gathered my courage, I took a blanket and in the end I looked like a ghost 👻 and so I went out, covered, to rescue her. The next day my dad had to come to finish removing the bats but the story didn't end so bad after all because I laughed like NEVER because of my nerves. Ha ha ha!

Thank you for having accompanied me in this anecdote and I would like to know if you have had any encounters with bats? See you in the comments 🦇🌚👏.