My daddy and his daddy and my momma's daddy and so on, would be ashamed of me for the way I just ran around the house squealing like a girl because of a bat in the house.

I got the dog and the wife involved for moral support, chased him around with a broom until he lit on one of the kitchen cabinets. A CCI 22 magnum shotshell put the coupe de gracie on him. I'm glad we have hard pine paneling..

My wife was VERY proud of my marksmanship skills.

A couple years ago, the same thing happened to one of my friends. They called me up to dispatch the bat and we chased the thing around their basement for a half hour before it landed on a pine floor joist long enough to catch a .22 air pistol pellet.

Pretty hectic experience...

Tennis rackets work great on bats.

Nice visual you painted for us though.....screaming and running around the house.

we had some in our hunting camp one time, the guy in the next bunk hit it out of the air and ended up in my sleeping bag, against my leg, its an experience I hope to never repeat.

we had some in our hunting camp one time, the guy in the next bunk hit it out of the air and ended up in my sleeping bag, against my leg, its an experience I hope to never repeat.

But it would have been fun to watch :p.

Boat net or crab net has always worked for me.
Take them outside and release or drown.

Lordy, I can't believe the number of you children who practicly wet themselves over a bat. Open some doors, and shoo him out, or use a dip net, takle it outside and release it.
BTW, bats are all protected species in the US, I wouldn't advertise on an open forum that you whacked one.

yep knock em down with a badmitten or tennis racket and take em outside and turn em loose... they eat about 1000 mosquitoes per night.. so don't kill em!

One bat...no problem, shoot him out.

An attic with a few dozen gets downright creepy...but yell, scream, and flail at them until they get out, then find their entrance and close it off.

A cave full while you are ankle deep in guano, waring a respirator, while several thousnad bats rushing past....priceless. (and you'd think with echo-location they'd all miss a full sized, non-moving man...wrong.)

I live within about 6 miles of the largest bat colony in the western hemisphere. Very impressive to see them emerge. Even a small colony of a few hundred can make a tremendous mess with the droppings.
I do love bats, my company does a lot of bat exclusion work.
Bats= MONEY.

In Thailand, they are the appatizer.:D:D

I thought we agreed-no more political threads.
Greg

The only "Old Bat" that ever shows up at my house is my mother in law. Any ideas on getting rid of her.;)

I understand the bat population in the northeast has plummeted. Apparently a disease that looks like a fungus on their nostrils has decimated many of the larger colonies. A tennis or badminton racket will undoubtedly severely injure or kill them. A landing net is better if they are to be released outside, however be careful not to get bitten (wear heavy gloves when handling) as they occasionally carry rabies. I've got a few living in cracks on the outside of my barn and they are welcome to stay there and eat mosquitoes etc (unlike the woodchucks which dig burrows under the foundation).

The only "Old Bat" that ever shows up at my house is my mother in law. Any ideas on getting rid of her.;)
I'd try the tennis racket

Next we'll here that you can get sued for excess deadly force for using handloads on them :p :p :p

I like the comment about hard pine paneling. One of my buddies was trying to 'antique' some furniture, so he gave one corner a load of birdshot to simulate worm holes. Looked about right!

I hope he was wearing his hearing protection!
Many years ago my brother and I caught 20-30 bats in some caves near our home and we promptly turned them loose in our house, the only thing to get beat with the broom was us. As for the gloves we used none and we were chewed on but none ever broke the skin. We had some strange ways of entertaining ourselves.!

Many years ago my brother and I caught 20-30 bats in some caves near our home and we promptly turned them loose in our house, the only thing to get beat with the broom was us.

I thought my brother and myself could be bad (setting a mousetrap with a freshly dead mouse in the middle of the living room did an number) but wow!

When I was a kid, we used to catch bats with a rock and a nylon stocking. Tie the rock in the toe of the stocking and throw it in the air near a bat. When the bat goes for it thinking it is something to eat, his sharp claws get caught in the stocking and the rock drags him to earth. Then you can do with him as you wish.

screaming and running around the house...

big strong men who don't mind hunting and killing and cleaning animals and a tiny little bat reduces them to... ;)

PRICELESS! :D

My daddy and his daddy and my momma's daddy and so on, would be ashamed of me for the way I just ran around the house squealing like a girl because of a bat in the house.

I got the dog and the wife involved for moral support, chased him around with a broom until he lit on one of the kitchen cabinets. A CCI 22 magnum shotshell put the coupe de gracie on him. I'm glad we have hard pine paneling..

My wife was VERY proud of my marksmanship skills.

A fishing net works!!! Jim

But................Michael -

It might get tangled in my hair!!!!!! :p

(Closeup pic of my bald head!)

Bats is scarey!
I will forego mentioning any details of my house cat phobia around here.

Ekoch424, man you don't know the half of it!
I was a few years younger than my brother but we always played together and pretty much were inseperable, except that he was a little bit of a bully. We once built us a Tarzan swing over a small creek behind our barn and we worked quiet hard to get the thing attached up in that tree. We had a seat on the swing so we could sit in it and swing over the water. All was well untill my turn to swing came arround and my brother wouldn't let me in. Instead he just laughed and made fun of me and said I couldn't play in his new swing.
I went to the house and got me a can of gas and some matches, I proceded to pour the gas into the stream upcurrent and when I saw the oily film reach the swing I lit a match and tossed it into the creek.
Well neither me or him were ready for the wall of fire that rushed down that little creek, good that he could climb that cable like a monkey, but he still got smoked up a little. After that he wasn't to quick to push me arround.

about the only GOOD use that I made out of a pool q stick in recent years