Hey world, this is crazy

So, today my dad woke up to a scratching sound in his bedroom. He thought it was our dog, Mitzi, so he told her to go back downstairs. It didn’t stop, so he woke up a bit more. He realized that the noise was not only in the room, but it was coming from his wastebasket. He went downstairs, got a cutting board, and covered the wastebasket. The next morning, our neighbor noticed that he looked pretty bad. He hadn’t gotten much sleep, wondering what was in the basket, for he hadn’t looked. She told him she wanted to see what was inside, so she got her husband, and while they crossed the street, asked if it was a squirrel. My dad does not like squirrels, because one broke his leg once. Long story short, he was on a ladder, it jumped at him, he jumped back, then after he landed, remembered that he had been on a ladder. The neighbor took one short look in the bin, and shrieked. My dad, who had thought it was a mouse or rat, asked her what it was. She responded, “It’s a bat!” My dad didn’t believe her, so just a second later there was an identical shriek. It was a bat. The wastebasket moved outside, and the cutting board was weighed down by a log or two.