Be the Bat!

Good Evening, World!

It’s such a delicious spring night. My name is Mya Lucifer. Those two legged animals with their cameras and pencils like to call me Myotis Lucifugus, but I think that’s rather formal. They also call me and all of my relatives “little brown bat.” I suppose we are little in comparison to our distant bat cousins. I understand that my self-given name is “devilish” sounding. I like that. I have been known to get myself into a bit of trouble.

Because it is early spring, I have just returned from my winter napping colony in the caves of southern Wisconsin. I feel refreshed and ready to explore the woods and waterways of this glorious area. I love the rivers and hillsides in the early evening. The animals are beginning to move around more, shaking out of their winter coats.

Right now, I feel a little sluggish since I just woke from the winter sleep. And, just like last year and the year before and before and before, I am pregnant again. While my body held onto my mate’s sperm throughout the sleep of winter, conception has finally taken place, and I can feel the little one grow inside of me. Another 3 months from now and I will send off another babe into the world, probably near the start of June. Although twins have been very common in the other women of the colony, I have not had a double birth in the last 15 years. However, since I am only 16, I have ½ of my motherhood years left to see that happen. I hope that I do have several pairs in my remaining years. I have been saddened by losing ½ of my children to cold and prey in their first adolescent year.

For now, I am enjoying the outdoors of spring. As early summer sets in and the birth comes near, I will need to join the other mothers in the nursery colony. I find that somewhat unfair that the men continue to enjoy the freedom of the air and hillside. That issue seems to be up for debate in a lot of the animal world. Those two legged creatures are always arguing…Oh, I just saw a few mosquitoes hatching in my favorite pond; they are early this year since it has been so warm, and the chill of winter is long gone with the pond ice. I also have seen a few gnats and wasps. The menu tonight is rich with fresh blood. I can’t wait until the mayflies are hatched. I have had such cravings for them lately. I better sharpen up my biosonar for the spring hunting season. My favorite hunting path awaits.

Until tomorrow, my friends, happy hunting.