August 06, 2006
Last night, as I was settling in to watch an episode of 24 on DVD, I thought I caught a movement out of the corner of my eye. At first I thought I was imagining it, but then I realized that something was flying straight at me, and it wasn't a bird or a moth -- it was a bat! Having never before seen a bat up close, I screamed and opened the door, hoping he would fly outside, but he didn't. Instead, he just seemed to disappear. David was at his dad's house, so it was just me and the bat. I called David's dad, who told me to go after the bat with a tennis racket, but I couldn't reach the tennis racket, which David keeps in the rafters of the basement ceiling. When David got on the phone, he suggested that I catch the bat in a towel and take it outside. So I got a towel and went bat-hunting, but I couldn't find the bat. David and his brother, Mike, arrived about an hour later and couldn't find the bat either, but shortly after Mike left, we heard a noise in the dining room window. David closed the window, and then we saw the bat, trapped between the glass and the screen. I was amazed at how small he was with his wings folded up. David got the towel and, on his count, I opened the window and he caught the bat. That bat actually had a pretty cute face, which would have been even cuter if he hadn't been baring his fangs at us.
Bats are another one of those things that I knew nothing about before moving to the Midwest. One night during my first year here, I went for a walk on the Old West Side. While I was walking, I started hearing squeaking noises and became very paranoid that a bat was going to swoop down and bite me. Having never seen a bat, I didn't realize how small they are, and it didn't occur to me that they were probably just as scared of me as I was of them. It was quite a relief to get back to downtown Ann Arbor, where all I had to fear were muggers, murderers, and rapists. Wildlife is much more frightening!
Posted by eklanche at August 6, 2006 08:27 AM