The house blushed, the sounds of copulating echoing from inside. “Human infestation,” it said. “It happens.”
“Balderdash!” said the church, raising its voice above the moans from next door. “They are sent by God to afflict the wicked!”
“You’re nuts!” said the house. The church scoffed, its humans raising their voices in praise and song.
When night came, a black cloud came close – bats flying back to their church steeple home. The house giggled to itself.
“I knew you had bats in your belfry,” it said.