A bat showed up in the house this morning. He was hiding in the bookshelves.
I assume it was a harbinger of prosperity and long life for my birthday, and not because, yâ€™know, we donâ€™t have a belfry.
He was a little brown bat, very cute. I got him out, safe and sound.
I expect heâ€™s posting to Twitter right now about it.
(Bats use Twitter. Obviously.)