Amazing, and I can see how that could happen.Friend returning last night from a day of fishing, note right most pole, he snagged a bat.
You go, Batman!We had one in our house when I was in high school. Heard this little squeak when I was getting ready for school and tried to figure out where it was coming from. Went up the stairs and it stopped. *shrug....go back downstairs* A minute or two later, hear the same squeak again and this time, the cat went up the stairs with me and was staring at the curtain. I get to the top of the steps and the squeaking stops, but I check out what the hell the cat is staring at on the curtain. Was a bat.....just hanging out. I went and got a shirt from the hamper in my room and went back to the stairs. It was about that time that my dad, who was still in bed, yells "Is that one of those damned animals with a squeaky toy?" I said back, "No.... it's just a bat. I got it." This when my mom decided to walk out of the bathroom right where I was catching the bat. She said, "Are you serious?!" I told her yes and she ran back into the bathroom and shut the door. Caught the bat in my shirt and just waled him out to the back door and let him go.
That would have been epic to witness!Found a bat when I was a kid. Read somewhere to keep them in a refrigerator since they like cool dark places. Friends mom was not a fan when she found said bat in her refrigerator.