Okay, so we’ve had baby scorpions and a biscia (non-venomous grass snake) enter our home unannounced, but a pipistrello?! Yes that would be italian for bat, and I think this is about as much excitement that we’ve ever had in the chestnut forest. Somehow it fell or flew into the chimney from the 2nd floor, and went down the flue to our ground-level apartment where it traversed the remaining 6 feet into the stove’s main compartment. If not for the constant tapping sound that it made, we would never have known. Tap-tap-tap; sending out an S.O.S.
And so faintly you came tapping, tapping at my chamber door,
That I scarce was sure I heard you’ – here I opened wide the door; –
Darkness there, and nothing more.
Sorry, I was feeling a little Poe-ish there. We weren’t sure how it would react when brought outside into broad daylight – I mean, where does the phrase “blind as a bat” come from anyway? Fortunately it had no problem flying off when the MotH gently released it in a shady spot under the plum tree. Apologies for screaming into your ear halfway through the clip. Honestly, I was terrified that it might bite or try to attack or something.