Friend of Bats

As a side benefit of my brewery cave hobby I have learned a few things about bats.  They are odd creatures and I don't think my respect for them will mature into affection.  For sure the other member of the household views them with suspicion.  

Spring weather brings clean up jobs and on a recent morning it was the attic that got some much needed attention.  And from under a box being moved came some nasty hissing and squeaking.

Well I guess I still have a few useful functions around here.  Welding gloves and a container were obtained and the bat was dealt with.  My Bat People have indicated that the best thing to do is to take them outside and put them on a tree.  This time of year the light, which they don't appreciate, is still the place for them as they need warmth.   Here's our pal draped over a branch looking as if he has had a serious night of partying.

I imagine he'll wake up and wonder what the hell was going on when he was half asleep.  And why everything smells like Cheezits!  Hey, it was the first appropriate bat transport container that I could see in the recycling bin.