(scene opens in early morning bedroom)
Me: (instantly awake, eyes fly open)
(seconds pass, Carrot nudges Husband repeatedly)
Husband: (sleepy) Huh?
Me: (carefully) I need you to reach up and turn on the light.
(Husband flails looking for the sconce above Carrot’s head)
Me: No! The one above you!
Husband: Oh. Right.
(light floods room, brown bat circling the ceiling, Husband and Carrot contemplate it)
Husband: We’re going to have to get our windows checked. Our bedroom door was closed.
Me: I can’t figure out how they know they can slither through a gap in a closed window but can’t figure out how to fly out an open one.