This is really gross. The story began when one night my parents suddenly woke-up. They sensed something flying in their room. They turned on the light and it was a bat. The bat flew around the room before turning to fly down the stairs. It then disappeared. I was sleeping and did not see it. They called a pest control person who told us that the bat probably found its way out and that it would be impossible to find unless it was flying around or someplace visible. Apparently, they can crawl into very small places. I kept one eye open for the next few nights, but the bat did not return. That was nearly two years ago. So, the story ends. But, no it doesn't. When we moved this year, we packed up all our things. When were unpacking a box that was stored in our basement, my father found the bat at the bottom of an old vase. Dead, but dried out and preserved. Its a little brown bat. They are out a lot in the summer when we walk at nightfall. Another time, one got into our new house. It flew around the living room and den a couple times and was so quiet - never bumping into anything. We freaked out, dropped, tucked and rolled. But, made it to the back door and opened it. The bat flew out. Here is a picture of the first bat as we found it. Really, really creepy ... and gross.