Early one morning in an old farmhouse kitchen I confronted a bat gone astray indoors.
I caught the creature in a saucepan and released her outside.
Early this morning outside a suburban house I watched a colony of bats move through the airspace overhead.
The tiny aerialists amaze me with their acrobatic hunting moves, practiced predatory techniques that scoop maximum amounts of bugs and mosquitoes out of the air.
TxB2Gd for bats, I said aloud as I scratched a bite on my ankle.