I am freaking out!

As I am relaxing on the couch, I hear Amos and my brother Ryan jumping around upstairs. They were nice and quiet watching a movie, then something happened. They ran downstairs and they both would not tell me what's going on. I finally got Ryan to break down and tell me there is a bat in my house. How in the world did it get here?

I am so grossed out. My parent's cats were running around crazy because they could hear it making some kind of clicking sound. Then Amos had to show it to me, which I could care less for. Thankfully it didn't look like this picture, but it was still not pleasant. Thankfully my brave husband ( and with my brother's help) took care of it, somehow. I don't really want to know, but I'm happy I have a protector.