Batman: Just No Fun Any More

Since moving into this rental we have had droppings, chattering and have seen the flight of the bats. They leave from their daytime home in our ceiling from a gap between the eves and the concrete wall. This happens right at dusk only to return hours later like drunken sailors back from port leave making so much noise that it wakes both Joe and I up. We finally had enough when the droppings in our bedroom became almost a cup each morning and several areas throughout the house required that I walk around the house with the broom and dust pan several times a day. I’m retired and sweeping up bat crap was not part of my retirement deal!  Patricia had Serrano come by after dark a few weeks ago to use concrete to block up the hole we saw them leaving from.

It has turned into a real life nightmare. The next night right after dusk the inside of our house became an aviary for bats.

First Joe used a broom to persuade them to leave through the open doors and windows. But after the 10th or so he realized they were just coming back into the house via another route so he just started to whack them. That night neither of us got any sleep, they found a way into and out of the house through our bedroom air conditioning unit or the gap between the walls and the roof. I could hear them shimmying down the curtains and scurrying behind the bed until they could take flight and return to the ceiling beams.

One more night like that and I am not sure what Joe and I will do, I really am at my wits end in knowing how to handle this situation.  The landlord came over and stuffed foam into all the gaps between the walls and the roof all around the house as best they could. Joe has killed at least 30 bats over the past week, mostly in our bedroom. It is truly sad to see them being killed because they do so much good against the mosquito population but this past week has been unbelievable. I laughed with the first set flying around the house, after chasing them with brooms, getting them to leave by the door, window or find a gap in the ceiling to get away only to return several hours later and start the process over again the next night we both decided that killing them was in our best interest. I am not sure what health issues bat guano can cause but to wake up each morning to piles of their droppings and cleaning the area several times during the day, both Joe and I were breathing in unhealthy stuff. Here’s an article I found on the net that talks about some of the dangers:

After one full week we have finally stopped having the bats enter the house each night and there is very little droppings in our bedroom but there still are droppings. We have decided to let it go because we will be moving out within the next week or so. We did get rid of most of them but like Patricia said they are rodents and reproduce like rodents do so the problem will increase.  The landlord showed up ready to literally raise the roof to get rid of them but we decided he can do that after we go. I have made special instructions to the painters that all gaps inside and outside of my house require that they fill them with concrete and finish with caulk before the final coat of paint is applied. Between the bats here in Clemente and the geckos in Playas I have seen enough of the local wildlife living in my houses for the time being. Joe wants to get the Bat Signal to shine on the ceiling at bedtime when he will yell out: “To the BatCave, Robin” (that would be me).