“It sneaks up on you without a warning…”

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, y’know, we don’t have a belfry.

He was a little brown bat, very cute. I got him out, safe and sound.

I expect he’s posting to Twitter right now about it.

(Bats use Twitter. Obviously.)