About a week ago, we noticed this guy sleeping next to our front door, somehow (hanging from his toenails?) attached to the brick facade of our building. We humored the idea that maybe he was sleeping and tried to keep our animal-infatuated Addie from trying to put him in her pocket. Well, because bats aren't all cute and fuzzy with their rabies and lice (this was a delicate conversation..didn't want to burst the girls' collective bubbles or anything, but also didn't want them to turn into zombies after getting bitten by this thing and traumatized for life), we had or reservations.
Because, this is the Mr. Hyde version.
So, this spawned an entire three day marathon of you tube bat watching and bat antics around here like this one:
After three days, I got close enough to look and see if our bat was breathing...I didn't see evidence of living, then I blew on him and he sighed, so we knew he was alive. Sean was worried about a dog getting bitten by him, so he called animal control. Animal control trapped him and he was hissing in the container like Mr. Hyde. Gillian asked what they were going to do with him. I told her they were taking him back to his mama and papa because he got lost. Didn't feel like explaining why he was really going to buy the proverbial farm.
This episode was almost as weird as trying to explain why that squirrel ate her babies.
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