Saturday night heard in the dark of our room a sinister clipping sound like a miniscule maniac brandishing scissors behind a photo of my parents. Forgot about this but on returning from the outdoor Malay restaurant in Choa Chu Kang yesterday evening I got called out of the shower to deal with an 'emergency' a small bat black as ink had become stuck in a pile of sewing cotton type stuff on one of the shelves somehow it had got its wing stuck around one of the photo frames - very unclear how it managed to do this.
This has happened once before so a little less apprehensively than last time I picked it up using a container and took it down tothe void deck. Both bats I've dealt with seem so weak, barely able to put up much of a fight. Not sure if they come to darkish corners of our house to die?
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