Valentines Day. Nice day with Rock. We watched church on TV (Charles Stanley) and then snooped around in Goodwill stores and Target! Talked with Mom. She reported that she and dad had a bat in their house this past week. They live in Minnesota and it has been a very cold and snowy winter...so...a bat in the house. Hmmm...mom went on about how the cats (there are two, George, who showed up the day of my brothers funeral, thus God's regift....and Chewy, named after Chewbacka (?) from Star Wars because she looks a tad alien....I guess.) anyhow, the cats got all riled up and agitated BECAUSE THERE WAS A BAT IN THE HOUSE! So that was mom's news...But MOM! Where is the bat???? Oh, she thinks it went into the basement...they hibernate you know. Well, no sense in upsetting the balance of nature by destroying the bat or casting it out into the great white winter of sure bat death. The bat is, evidently, minding the house rules and gets to stay as long as it does not upset the brother cat and or chewy, the alien feline.....we should have been so lucky while growing up in the very same household.