I came home from work today to find a bat nestled into a small nook near the floor in my garage. I couldn't just leave him there. Every time we went out to the car we'd be ducking and weaving at every shadow. It was up to me to flush the little guy out. It looked a little something like this.
Now I have a full fledged case of the willies. What's weird is all of a sudden I have a craving for rare meat. And why does that garlic smell so bad?