Bollocks, must be a mouse. I step over to look. The scratching is coming from inside the rubbish bin. I peer inside and see a glimpse of what must be a mouse but no it’s too black to be a mouse and oh shit what’s that... it has WINGS
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I picked up the whole bin and put it outside, leaving the lid open. FLY FREE TINY CREATURE OF THE NIGHT
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Where did he come from?? I’m moving house next week so I have been excavating the dark recesses of cupboards etc (hence the pile of old sponges in the bin). Does that mean that I collected him from somewhere and PUT him in the bin with my own two hands??
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Sorry little buddy, putting you in the bin wasn’t a value judgement
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@theoncominghope has suggested the bat might have been Nadja from What We Do in the Shadows trying to romance me, in which case I’ve messed up badShow this thread -
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Arrived home after a couple of hours out and threw a doggie bag into the bat-bin that I’d left outside. Heard a little buzz-screech in reply, so I turned on my phone light. Yep, turns out the poor little guy is still there. He must be injured :(pic.twitter.com/v9J8f2nShp
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There is a bat helpline! The out of hours message suggests providing water and taking him to a vet, which I’ll do in the morning

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UPDATE ON MY DARK PRINCE BF: I took him to the vet this morning. At first the outlook wasn’t good but now they think he’s just hibernating! The bat conservation trust are coming to collect him today

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