Little Brown Bat Mammals 
he was hanging up he could reach almost all over 
oe and he looked very funny when he washed his 
back. 
When my little fellow was hungry, he would fly in 
my face or scramble about my dress, making faces 
and saying in sharp bat words, ‘I want something to 
eat.’’ If I were not quick about it, I was as likely to 
be bitten as the meat. Luckily his bites were not as 
big as his temper or there would have been nothing 
left of me. He was not particular as to when he ate, 
and often flew by daylight, that is, in the afternoon. 
Do you know that bats, like many other animals, 
sleep all winter? But my little bat did not sleep 
except on the coldest days—the room was too 
warm. 
When spring came and the other bats began to fly, 
he would hang on the window screen in the evening 
and squeak. I suppose he was singing. Pretty soon 
another bat lit in a tree outside the window. Then 
there wasa duet. It proved too much for my nerves. 
I threw all sorts of things at that bat in the tree, but 
he or she simply shifted about and kept up the cricket- 
like song. After three nights of ear-racking serenade, 
and the protest of the rest of the family, I liberated 
my pet. I think it was he who hung on my screen 
and flew about with another bat for several nights, 
but at last I saw him no more. 
HOUSE 
The above story suggests that the bat should be 
kept in a room so that it may fly about, otherwise I 
am sure it will not live very long. I had a pet bat 
for some weeks, and I kept it in a dark box during the 
day, and let it fly around the room at night. 
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