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Posted: Mon Apr 03, 2017 11:09 am
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"Oh, do Trouble and Bud get along?" Because, if so, that was wonderfully adorable. Nugget, for Horace had taken to calling him that, hadn't tried to run about or shown much interest in going outside. Horace worried a little bit about food.
He sighed. "Well, I was going blind, I thought - but I guess maybe I was seeing through this little dude's eyes, maybe? Like everything was hideously dark, but there were sometimes shapes... and I read that this kind of bat can usually see okay as long as the light's not super bright, and then they use echolocation in the really dark bits, but anyway I found him in my attic.." Horace was babbling a bit and he paused to get his thoughts organized.
"I thought I recognized this really gaudy mirror I have in my attic so, after the whole blind thing stopped, I went up to check and, uh, here he was." He shrugged. It sounded all ridiculously serendipitous when spoke aloud. "How do I know that he's, uh, mine, and not a random bat?" Aside from his almost instantaneous fondness. And... maybe the blindness thing.... maybe.
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