This afternoon Dad noticed that we had a visitor on the front porch.
Look closely, he's hiding behind the bulldog...
We knew that he was alive; when Dad shook the bulldog, the bat moved his ears. When Mom pulled the bulldog away to get a better picture, he showed his fangs. But he never made a move to leave.
We left to take a walk at the
park. When we got home it was dark, and our visitor was gone.