Batman

I have a new pet. Well, he's not really a pet, I guess. But he's a critter and he lives in my yard so I am taking ownership.

 

I have a bat! A little brown bat. He's taken up residency in the sycamore tree in the backyard. I noticed him for the first time yesterday. I was standing around under the tree waiting for Picasso to do his business. I looked up into the tree and there was a brown blob hanging from one of the branches. It looked like a kiwi. The fruit. I'm pretty confident sycamore trees don't produce kiwis, so the next logical explanation was that it was a little bat.

 

 

He wasn't doing anything but hanging upside down. It was dusk, so I was encouraging him to go fly around and eat bugs. He just kept sleeping. So I have a lazy bat. That's fitting. James poked him with a stick and he irrupted into frenzied flight. That didn't scare him off, though, because he's back in the sycamore tree again today. Hanging upside down, being lazy.

 

I'm going to call him Batman. I hope he sticks around because he's really cute.