Bat in The News
One night Drew came up and told me he saw a bat in the "shed," the back room behind Joey's studio where the kids keep their bikes and the bird seed. He took me down there to look for it a day or two later but we couldn't find it. We hoped it had gotten out somehow.
A couple of days later Joey came upstairs and said there was a bat in The News office. Drew and I followed Joey downstairs and, sure enough, there was a bat flying around in the office. We opened both doors and Drew stood at the back while Joey and I stood at the front with brooms. As the bat flew by us we swatted at it and tried to scare it out the door. It wouldn't go out for anything. Finally, after about ten minutes, Drew hit the bat squarely with his broom, it hit the floor, and ultimately it got caught in a softball pitching screen that was in the back of the office. We carried the net outside hoping the bat would untangle itself and fly away.
He spent the night out there and in the morning was still alive there. He would bite the net and hang on with his feet. We figured he hadn't eaten in a few days (figuring he was the same bat Drew saw in the shed) so he must have been hungry. Later that morning I took some pliers outside and untangled his wings and knocked him to the ground. He didn't ever move again and expired later that day. Sorry little bat, but you shouldn't mess with the Coopers.
A couple of days later Joey came upstairs and said there was a bat in The News office. Drew and I followed Joey downstairs and, sure enough, there was a bat flying around in the office. We opened both doors and Drew stood at the back while Joey and I stood at the front with brooms. As the bat flew by us we swatted at it and tried to scare it out the door. It wouldn't go out for anything. Finally, after about ten minutes, Drew hit the bat squarely with his broom, it hit the floor, and ultimately it got caught in a softball pitching screen that was in the back of the office. We carried the net outside hoping the bat would untangle itself and fly away.
He spent the night out there and in the morning was still alive there. He would bite the net and hang on with his feet. We figured he hadn't eaten in a few days (figuring he was the same bat Drew saw in the shed) so he must have been hungry. Later that morning I took some pliers outside and untangled his wings and knocked him to the ground. He didn't ever move again and expired later that day. Sorry little bat, but you shouldn't mess with the Coopers.
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