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Meet Sweet Sophie Repreeze!

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I first posted Sophie’s tale a few weeks ago, but since it’s her turn to find a new home via ebay I thought I’d post it again for those who might come here to read more of her story. You can see her listing here:

http://www.ebay.com/itm/Sweet-Sophie-a-PERFECT-21-Vintage-Composition-Cloth-Doll-thats-not-perfect-/140984270037?pt=US_Dolls_Bears_Toys&hash=item20d3513cd5

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Outfit by Ruth the Runner.

Meet Sweet Sophie “The Faithful.” She was all set to leave me, and as with all of my dolls she was very excited to go to the place where she was needed most. Then, the night before she was supposed to go, we had a BAT ATTACK.

There I was, sleeping PEACEFULLY in my bed – or almost, when Ziiiipp!!! A dark shadow flittered past, breaking the constant stream of light between my eyelids and my Sponge Bob nightlight – er, the MOON. I knew instantly What It Was. And my heart started.

“Boom-BOOM Boom-BOOM Boom-BOOM Boom-BOOM!”…only, FASTER.

And I screamed. It sounded kind of funny though, because after a split second I was screaming through closed lips. The curse of a vivid imagination: Bats like caves. What if my mouth resembled a dark, cozy cave admidst my howling?

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Shrubduggery

The following is an accounting of my first encounter with a (live) bat in my house. Ah, how I long for the days when I could convince myself that the chippering sound I was hearing was an insect!

It FINALLY HAPPENED. My greatest fear finally came to fruition!!!

The other night, my cat Riley was messing with what I hoped – Hoped – was perhaps a cicada or other noisy insect in My Closet, less than five feet away from Where I Sleep.  I hid under the covers and resisted the urge to turn on my bedside light, less I attract said insect even closer.  Riley moved the fight to throughout the house (I could hear it), things finally got quiet, and I went back to sleep.

"A little help, please?!" In my defense, I was in denial.

“A little help, please?!”
In my defense, I was in denial.

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