Went on my third indoor Ugandan bat hunt tonight. As in, in my house. Not as fun as you might think, but it can just be disconcerting to have it fly through the living room, you know? I confess to shrieking once. ....Twice. The guard, a.k.a. my minion, laughed good-naturedly. Maybe I'm just one of those hyper-controlling types who has to keep tabs on every single breathing mammal in her house.
I think I'm comfortable with that.