Last night, the Aloha Alcohula*, Mark II, was blessed by the presence of a wee brown bat flitting about. It landed in the netting between a coconut minkey and a large wooden mask. After I called the Boojums, my panic-stricken voice asking for some advice, Volcano Bern stepped in to solve the dilemma. As always, VB has a gentle hand with the beasties, so he corralled the kitties into the bedroom (this was not as easy as it seems because the insatiably curious Fang was dying to get a closer look), donned some attractive workgloves and gently removed the bat from the netting & set it free. We could hear it chittering away as it seemed to be pretty happy in the AA, as all good folk should be.
Is it just a coincidence that the Bacardi rum label features a bat?
*Best tiki bar in CT