We had some excitement this morning. I went out to the porch to feed the dogs this morning and saw a small dead animal a few feet from the door. Without my glasses and no coffee in my blood stream yet I thought it was a mole or a little mouse the cat brought to us.
I had heard a small ruckus on the back porch about midnight and at first thought one of the dogs (who had misbehaved) had been banished to sleep outside on the porch instead of in the game room. The I heard her bark at the noise, realized she was inside and assumed the cat (who refused to come inside last night) was chasing something; I rolled over and went to sleep.
This morning I put two and two together and came up with the ruckus and the cat being out meant a for sure present from his new domain. I went out to double check what the present was before I disposed of it in a plastic bag and low and behold it was bat! I got a bit excited for many reasons: in the “fight” did it bite the cat? Did it bite the dog who had been banished (but was reluctantly let in late) to the porch earlier in the evening? And a host of other things running through my head.
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