I was in the bathroom earlier this morning when I heard an odd screeching from a creature about three feet away from the door. My honey who was outside asked me to take a peek, and there he was dangling a live bat by its wings at 6 a.m. He says he found it in the backyard crawling down a levee.
The poor thing looked friggin' scared. I never saw a bat upclose before and I had this eerie feeling coinciding with sympathy. I pitied the animal and abhored it at the same time. Sort of like seeing dracula in the form of a tiny mouse that can fly.
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