So, the wife and I are camping at our favorite lake where we go boating. Laurel Lake in Kentucky... absolutely beautiful.
Preparing dinner one night, just dusk, we hear a
plop, plop.
"What's that?", my lovely wife asks.
"Well, some acorns, I guess." This was a few weeks ago when acorns were dropping like crazy in the forest.
That was my guess.
"No... what's
that?", she asks pointing.
Upon looking down I notice a small winged creature balled up on the ground.
"Aww, it's a bat! I guess it got knocked out of the sky". Me.
I'm a nature kinda guy, so I try to see if I can help.
Oh... I notice
three wings. Birth defect or some thing.
Finally grab a flashlight as it's progressively getting darker by this point.
"Damn, there's two bats having sex right here!" Me.
"Oh, hold on... wait... uhh... they are
not having sex."
Documented, but rarely seen, and perhaps never photographed according to Fish and Wildlife agencies.
Territorial killing of one bat species upon another species.
Eastern red bat attacking a pipestrelle.
I have many more detailed pictures if anyone is interested.