Mrs. Toumayan looked up from her computer. "Are they messing with us?" she asked, referring to the Evening Staff. She thought that the bat on the shade was one of our paper decorations. I assured her it was 3-D. Mr. Pirie in the Science Department came to the rescue. He brought a fish net and trapped him (her?). Once outside, the little creature just lay there panting. Mrs. Toumayan made a little bat house from an amazon.com box with a note requesting all to let the bat nap. When we checked a little later, he had cuddled up to the side away from the opening. When Miss. Driskill went to dinner, she discovered he had moved on. This morning when I walked in, I looked up but he had found a better place to be.
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