The good thing about the shortening days is that I can listen to the bats coming home to roost from the comfort of my bed. Before the sun gets up, I can listen to the clicks and whistles of the bats as they make their last hunting swoops in the gloom, before folding their wings into the corner of the eves to sleep the day away in peace.
Pixie the cat is perplexed by this. She ignores the back ground hiss of the box, but when it picks up and amplifies the sound of a bat, she pats the box, pulls back her ears and meowls!
As the sky lightens and the chuckling of the blackbirds over take the sounds of the night, she relaxes, jumps off the bedroom window sill and vocally demands to be let out again, to take her place as undisputed queen of the day time garden!
2 thoughts on “Pixie and the Bat Box”
This post made me smile, lovely picture. xx
She is a cutie! x
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