Bats. Ugh. I suppose they're interesting from a distance, but I had an up-close-and-personal encounter that I'd rather not repeat.
Many years ago, the lovely, tree-lined, residential street I lived on was being modified to a main route by the PTB (Powers That Be) in the city. The large trees that shaded the street were removed to make way for street widening. Guess what? Lots of wildlife live in the trees. One night a bat got into the house. I had gone to bed, not knowing I had company. Then I started hearing little noises and sensed that something was in the room. He'd be very quiet for long periods, then SHWOOSH! Arrrgghhgh!! thinking he might be rabid I was afraid to upset him. It was a horrible night!
The next morning i called my friend Mal, my go-to guy for so many things. Mal came over and captured the bat and put him into a shoe box. Mal was very concerned for the bat's health, but seemed quite indifferent to my harrowing night! I called the city wildlife agency and they came and picked up the bat. I have no idea what they did with him. He may have been dead by then.
