All the bats are welcome to come roost in my attic or along my eaves if everyone else has a problem with them. We kept thinking about bat boxes at the goats, but since they’d just be taken down after a move, it didn’t seem wise.
The unsupported use case of Bix Frankonis’ disordered, surplus, mediocre midlife in St. Johns, Oregon.
Read the current manifesto. (And the followup.)
Rules: no fear, no hate, no thoughtless bullshit, and no nazis.
All the bats are welcome to come roost in my attic or along my eaves if everyone else has a problem with them. We kept thinking about bat boxes at the goats, but since they’d just be taken down after a move, it didn’t seem wise.