quote of the day:
“Bats will start eating the sun,” I expanded. “Horses will be born with tails on their heads, and cubes of frozen urine will land on our roof terraces offering us cigarettes.”
Helen Fielding, Bridget Jones: The Edge of Reason.
*** it's the literary greats that keep me going.
This reminds me - I had a bat in my living room the other day. Poor little thing was being tracked by at least six cats before I caught it. It landed (very sensibly) on a wooden halloween sign that I never bothered to take down, last year. It stayed perched on that while I removed it, bat'n'kaboodle, from the wall and took it outside. Then battykins flew off into the dark recesses of the woodshed. I love our many batty friends. They eat the mosquitoes.
** pps: crimsoncrow informs me that the "frozen cubes of urine" fall from airplanes. EEEEW!