Ever Seen One Of Our Bats?

I was just remembering the time I had to go remove a bat from a neighbor’s apartment when I was 17. It wasn’t a big deal, but they were freaking out about it and didn’t know what to do. I just got a towel, waited for it to land and curl up to hide a bit, and grabbed it up in the towel.

Pretty easy, probably because I didn’t think about it much. I’m not exactly a handy person.

One of my roommates had followed me in and tried to persuade me to give him the bat. He wanted to chain it to a post in his room as a pet. Something goth-like perhaps. That didn’t strike me as a good idea though. This was a wild creature and captivity like that just seemed wrong.

I just marched out onto the front porch and opened the towel, letting the bat go.

We were barely taking care of ourselves at that point. We didn’t need to bring a bat into things.