The Bats

The #bats come out at dusk and I like bats, the way they flit about the alley, diving and bobbing and cool, cool, cool I think except last night at 1 am we are woken by the sounds a chirping but it's not bird but bats, a nest, now in the walls of our bedroom and while I still like bats, damn if those little hungry bastard kept me up from 1-4 am shouting for food and I got up this morning thinking Do bats nurse like all other mammals? Anyway, this is my Sunday morning painting. I like it.