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This is Brian. Brian Sexton Eight Harpic Aled Brooklyn Ranty. (To give him his full array of monikers).
His left leg is busted. I tried to shove him in the bat-hole above my office so he could rejoin the other 99 pipistrelles who live there, but he couldn't quite get into the crack, what with his game leg and all.
Not sure what to do with him now.
I am already an enemy of the state, I don't want the SSPCA on my case as well.
Updates as they happen.
UPDATE 22:43-Hurray!! Brian is now back with his buddies. I managed to shoe-horn him up the crack in the garage roof. They are now all going mental. It may be because during our short time together, I taught Brian to smoke. Or, they may just be genuinely pleased to see him.