Author: Stacy Horn

Me: What do you want to do today, Finn?
Finn:
Me: Yeah. Me, too.
Finn:
Me: You got four more hours, bub. (Until dinnertime.)

Come on. Even if you’re not a cat person you gotta admit that’s cute.

Update: A wildlife volunteer place I called last night called me back. They think it might be a lost baby. Someone from Queens is supposed to call me. I hope they come rescue it. (It’s a lot teenier than it might appear in this photo. His body is only about two or three inches long.)

I just looked up superstitions about bats. I like these, particularly the first:

– If a bat flies into a house it is a sign that ghosts are about and maybe the ghost let the bat in.

– If bats come out early and fly around playfully, then it is a sign of good weather to come.

– If a bat flies around a house 3 times, it is a death omen.

OUTCOME:

I feel so terrible now. I don’t know how, but it got into the house. I was scared for the cats and me, and I called the Department of Health who transfered me to Animal Care and Control, who said they’d send a truck, but they didn’t know when.

So I found a website of bat people in Texas, called them, got a biologist who told me all about bats and how to catch him, and so I did! It was VERY VERY SCARY, but I did it. I can’t tell you how scared I was walking up and climbing up on my desk to catch that bat (he was in the curtains).

ACC came and we all decided to release it. So we did, it flew and then went right to the ground, flopped a little, it was clearly sick. The guy said he’s released hundreds of bats and usually they fly right off, this one was sick. So they had to take it away. It was so beautfiul for a second while it flew.

It will be tested for rabies, which means it will be killed. I feel awful.

Everyone was very careful about “did it ever touch me or the cats,” but it didn’t. I still don’t know how it got in. Poor thing. The ACC guy said it was looking for shelter.

I’m so sad.

The ACC guy could tell I felt bad, and he told me normally when they get there people are freaking out and in any room but the same room with the bat, and I was the first person who had caught the bat before he got there, but I think he was just trying to make me feel better. The biologist in Texas told me that bats get into people’s houses all the time, and it’s really not a big deal to catch them and let them go if they did not have contact with people or pets.

This guy is hanging in my window RIGHT NOW. He’s like a mouse with wings. He’s very cute, but I worry about him and my cats. Either they are going to hurt him somehow, or he will hurt them. He’s on the other side of the screen but still. Claws and teeth can get through screens.

UPDATE: I put up a second screen. I feel better now.

I just said, “CATS!” And they’re looking at me like, “what? We’re playing here, okay?”