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Little Bat Finds A Home
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Tara Fox Hall
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Little Bat swooped through the lightening sky, eating bugs and letting out happy squeaks.
Turning for home, he glided into the large spruce tree, ready to sleep the day away.
But when he got to his spot to roost, he found another bat was already there.
"That's my spot," he squeaked.
"I'm here, go somewhere else," the bat hissed at him.
Little Bat flew from one branch to another trying to find a place, but there were no free spots, every one was taken.
Worse still, the night was ending, the sky was lightening.
Little Bat swooped to the edge of the forest where a house was being built.
He flew in through an open window, and then roosted.
There was a lot of space here; in fact, he was the only bat there.
All the space was a little scary, so Little Bat flew into a small hallway with some stairs.
He gave a great big yawn, then fell asleep.
It was late morning when Little Bat heard a noise but he kept sleeping.
There were more noises, but it wasn't until something knocked hard into his feet and he fell that Little Bat woke up.
He hissed and squeaked, but he was in some kind of plastic prison.
He flapped his wings a little, but nothing happened, so carefully he crawled up the side of the plastic, hooked his feet into the opening between the lid and the plastic bowl, and went back to sleep.
The rest of the day passed by, there were more noises but Little Bat slept on.
Dusk began to fall just as he opened his eyes.
The top of the container lifted off and he again fell to the bottom, prepared to yell out his frustration.
But as he drew in a breath to screech, he smelled the night air on a strong breeze.
It was NIGHT!
There was no time for complaining, it was time to fly!
Little Bat quickly climbed up the side of his prison, then launched himself into the air.
He spiraled up and up, then plonked onto the side of a building.
He hung there by his claws, looking around.
Here there was lots of space, and more bats like him.
There was even a bat house!
"I'm home," he thought happily.
The End
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