So the other night I was at home, and a girl at work texted me and said there was a bat in the toilet. I was like OK. She said she was too scared to deal with it, and just wanted to let me know so I could take care of it when I came in, in the morning.
She was like.. "I kinda feel bad because it's stuck in there but don't know what to do.." So I come in the next morning at 10AM, open the toilet up, and it's swimming away. It's been swimming for like 12-14 hours at this point.
Ignore the dirty toilet, the one I use at work is always cleaned. This is the GIRLS toilet. Girls are groce. (Gross)
I grab a 1 Litre empty yogurt cup and lower it into the toilet and he crawls into that thing and grabs on for dear life.
I take him out to the back and he hangs onto the yogurt cup, absolutely tuckered out from his night of swimming.
He hung out all day until dusk and then flew away to get some dinner.
I had a good bond with the guy, the way he crawled into the cup, was kinda cute. I saved a bats life, and felt pretty good about it.
Also, was in a parking lot the other day and took this photo,
Took it to show my girlfriend. I wish my dog could sit in a busy parking lot with every single window fully down, not making a sound, while I grab something from the grocery store quick...
