


So, there I was, minding my own business, getting dressed after taking a shower. I went into my laundry room to get my freshly dried (and by freshly dried I mean I threw the clothes in the dryer 2 days ago) sweatshirt. Now, mind you, I shower with my contacts in, and when I wash my face, they tend to get twisted around a little in my eyeball and my contacts are such that they have to be sitting the perfect direction on my eye or my vision is a little blurry...dang astigmatism) So, I am fumbling around in my dryer looking for my hoodie and I'm pulling clothes out and I grabbed one of my shirts and there was this crunchy little brown thing hooked on it. At first, I thought it was a pine cone. But, as I picked it up, it was no pine cone, IT WAS A FREAKIN DEAD BAT! Ya, a bat, in my dryer, on my clothes. So, I toss it back in the dryer and run to my kitchen where I promptly called my parents...it's just instinctive, I don't really know what I expected them to do. So, I'm freaking out on the phone trying to decide whether it really was a bat or a pine cone ... I'm sure you can imagine the scene. Needless to say, it wasn't a pine cone, there was a real dead bat in my dryer. I have no idea how it got there and I just pray that it was an orphan and that I've seen the last of it.