An interesting experience it is, to be standing outside admiring the setting sun and soaking in the beauty of the twilight. Then, out of nowhere, a bat flies past your face. Mildly frightening, yet at the same time, that bugger flew so close by, you can swear it touched you, and sure enough, it smelled like piss. As if that were a targeting strategy, another flies overhead and sprinkles you— with piss!
So much for basking in the beauty of the night sky as it comes alive with the stars and rising moon. Bats and pigeons are feathered flying buggers!
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