While rinsing dishes in the sink I lifted a pan and there, sleeping like the pan was his own little bat cave, was a bat! I squealed like the littlest piggie and ran into the yard screaming, "BAT IN THE SINK, BAT IN THE SINK!!!!" If the neighbors didn't think I was a bag of batshit crazy before (hee hee) they do now. Again, said bat was wrapped in a towel and moved to a more bat appropriate place. (no I DON'T freaking know where...still trying to regulate breathing.)
It's now NOT ok. Any suggestions to keep bats out of our belfry that are humane?