Thursday, August 21, 2008
Lost Boy. Our Dying Bat.
Boyfriend rescued an injured bat last night while taking care of free-range bunnies and a cat. We brought it home in a box. It couldn't fly but it really wanted to get out of the box, so on the way home we brought it to a tree and it climbed out. Lost boy, (the bat), climbed all the way up the tree, broken wing and all, taking breaks along the way to rest. He made it to a part of the tree that was cut off and there he rests.