When we were kids we used to go into an abandoned mine in Rockaway, NJ. There were thousands of North American Brown bats in there. It was a horizontal iron mine shaft, that had steel plates welded over the entrance. But somebody torched out a little entrance over the years.
I just painted a big house this summer, the bats love the space between the rake boards and the siding. I chased a few of them out without harming them. I don't think they like to be woken up in the daytime. When I got to the front of the colonial style house, it's under a full length porch with tall columns; I had to power wash it. I power washed the wood shutters right in place. I opened them to power wash the backs. I scooted a bat out from the back of one on the second floor and it fell to the floor soaking wet. I put the little guy in a rag to get warm and stuck it in the bushes. I was soaked myself, and checked the bat when I finished.
Then I took it home with the intent of leaving it in the shed in a box of rags. It flew off when I went to transfer it. I was careful due to worry about rabies. The little guy bared his teeth at me, vampirish
I wonder if they eat stinkbugs? That would be like a whole turkey to a bat
NoSmoke wrote:BTW: I am not a crunchy, hippy type granola that is into weird agricultural ideas. I am a 10th generational sheep farmer and about as redneck as they come.
HAHAHA - more power to you