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there was a BAT in our POSTBOX
Mar. 11th, 2018 04:13 pmI came in from buying groceries, went "urgh why there is a big dead leaf in our pigeonhole", followed by "urgh why is it so FUZZY", followed VERY RAPIDLY by "WHY IS IT YELLING AT ME."
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it is a bat.
after half an hour of minor hysterics (phone call to the RSPCA, attempting to coax it onto a teatowel, It Yell about being DIGNIFIED and ABOVE THIS SORT OF TREATMENT, hysteric) it is in a dark box with a teatowel to hide under and a juice bottle cap with a little water in it.
once it gets dark we're going to have to do the deeply un-London thing of knocking on an upstairs neighbour's door, holding a cardboard box containing a bat, and ask very nicely if we can borrow their balcony for half an hour, because it wants at least five metres vertical height to swoop from. if it hasn't done so within half an hour we're to call the RSPCA back.
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BAT.
...
it is a bat.
after half an hour of minor hysterics (phone call to the RSPCA, attempting to coax it onto a teatowel, It Yell about being DIGNIFIED and ABOVE THIS SORT OF TREATMENT, hysteric) it is in a dark box with a teatowel to hide under and a juice bottle cap with a little water in it.
once it gets dark we're going to have to do the deeply un-London thing of knocking on an upstairs neighbour's door, holding a cardboard box containing a bat, and ask very nicely if we can borrow their balcony for half an hour, because it wants at least five metres vertical height to swoop from. if it hasn't done so within half an hour we're to call the RSPCA back.
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BAT.