New Roommate

woke up around the breaka-breaka dawn to glass smashing somewhere in my apt. of course t.h. wasn't over, you're always desperately alone when weird shit goes bump in the night. so i put on my big-girl-brave face and started fumbling for glasses, lights, sharp objects to double as weapons... penny couldn't stand it anymore and went screaming into the darkness of the night. i brazenly followed and before i could hit the switch something buzzed by my face (still gives me the heebie jeebiez). it was a bat, a fat fuzzy, disease ridden flying mouse, and he had the measly tiny balls to go around busting my shit! well i bunkered down in my bedroom with my ferocious guard dog, as seen below:

didn't sleep much, kept having visions of norman (the bat) creeping under my door. woke up this morning and decided to face the music. this where i found him:

sound asleep on my living room curtain. didn't move at all while i was getting ready. wonder where he'll be tonight when i get home.
ps- t.h. this is a job for you- you will be greatly rewarded however-