Went into the attic today and found we had a squatter...A brown bat.
I screamed like a little girl. It didn't move. When I realized it was hibernating and probably not going to fly away, I grabbed the container it was in and ran down stairs.
Matt called a conservator to schedule a drop off, but he (or she) freaked out as Matt tryed to transfer him to a more secure container and flew away. Matt lost track of him fast. He's probably back in our attic and I'm not willing to go in there and search for him.
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