Last year, Paul built a bat house and we've yet to find a bat anywhere near it. Turns out we may have been trying too hard. As I opened the door at work this morning, I looked up and there she was - hanging from the door. Pretty cool, in a batty, cover-your-neck kind of way.
Just hanging around, catching a few winks. Wonder where Alfred is.
2 comments:
They are kind of freaky.
I remember reading a book about literacy, and how children make up names for animals and things they don't know the name of.
One kid called the bat a "sky mouse"..which really seemed fitting to me.
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