Blake made a new friend when he went to get the lawnmower out of the shed.

I was inside and heard him yelling “JESUS FUCKING CHRIST!” and various things in that vein and before he even told me, I knew what he was swearing about because I’ve had the same reaction MANY times because when I lived in Uxbridge, I’d get bats in my apartment all the time and there’s just a certain tone just about EVERYONE gets when they encounter a bat and I know it well.

Anyway, sorry for the sort of blurry pic but I was using the zoom. I tried getting closer and the bat started flying all over the place and I booked it the hell back inside and am now making this post.

Now I’m going back to bed because I got up stupidly early this morning.