Look who I woke up this weekend...
He (or she) was hibernating among a pile of sticks and kindling I keep for starting fires in my barn wood stove. At first, it felt like I was holding some soft bark or mulch. I also heard a faint hiss, much like the sound ice cubes make in a drink. Then the little terror spread it's wings, while still in my hand. Needless to say, I dropped it.
After regaining my composure, I started checking all the nooks and crannies in the barn and found maybe 20 more bats hunkered down for the winter. I think I'll leave the rest be and they can leave on their own in the spring.
He (or she) was hibernating among a pile of sticks and kindling I keep for starting fires in my barn wood stove. At first, it felt like I was holding some soft bark or mulch. I also heard a faint hiss, much like the sound ice cubes make in a drink. Then the little terror spread it's wings, while still in my hand. Needless to say, I dropped it.
After regaining my composure, I started checking all the nooks and crannies in the barn and found maybe 20 more bats hunkered down for the winter. I think I'll leave the rest be and they can leave on their own in the spring.
