The weekend went way too quickly. I do however, have a winner for last weeks brooch and it was the first person to leave a comment! Check out her blog here. This week another heart is on the line. It will have you crying softly in the corner. Not recommended with Leonard Cohen tunes and red wine. Just leave me a comment or retweet to be in it to win it.
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On Friday I saw this poor, little fellow outside the house, this is an ex-bat. It has always made me feel sad to see the little things fried still clinging onto the power line by their impish claws.
We had a pet Fruit Bat when we were growing up, he was an orphan and his name was 'Batty', terribly creative. We would take him for walks on Port Douglas (Four Mile) Beach and the Japanese tourists would take photos of us with him draped over our shoulder. He would hang off the rear view mirror of the car when mum drove us to school, he was excellent at cornering. At night he would sleep on the hammock - but at about midnight he'd 'walk' along the floor and climb into my parents bed and snuggle up to my Mum ... then my Dad would wake up and say 'get that stinking f**king thing out of here'.
We taught him to fly using a monkey bar type swing in the house. He'd hold on and we'd swing him and he would flap and flap. It took ages, but finally one night he opened up his wings and took off over the balcony, back into the wild. About two seconds later a massive owl swooped down, hammered him and carried him off into the night to snack on. My Dad's words of comfort were 'well that's natures kids'. Poor little Batty.
From we heart it ...
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