At Heather's graduation party this afternoon, my fun mother-in-law, cousin and I took over the trampoline.
RAPTOR has bats in it's belfry. We found these little guys at the bottom of the stairs, near the trash cans and we thought they were dead. Then one of the volunteers picked them up and they started twitching. They were returned to the loft...I guess RAPTOR's jurisdiction doesn't cover bats. (Hey, I thought I would give you a break from RATS.) Here I am, holding my first real live raptor. Isn't he fierce????
Thanks, Marc, for starting me out on screech owls and not red-tailed hawks.