On the second day they went exploring. They came across a cave. They had entered the bat cave. The bats probably had rabies, so it wasn’t the best idea to be going to a bat cave.
“I don’t think this is a good idea.” Sara remarked.
“Really? Half an hour ago you were all for going.” Charlie responded, slightly annoyed.
Sarah then saw a bat poop on Charlie’s head. She couldn’t help snorting.
“What should we name it?” Sara wondered out loud.
“How about Mr. Fuzzy?” He suggested.
“That has a certain ring to it.” Sara laughed, wondering about what to name the bat.
“Or Antonio…” Charlie then began to list about a dozen names.
“Please stop. We need to leave before we get bitten.” Sara suggested, getting nervous about all the bats.
Their eyes were almost staring into her soul. Thankfully none of the bats turned into vampires.
Mr Fuzzy was curious about the humans that had visited his cave. They were so peculiar. He was amused that the man had not noticed the excrement on his head. It added to his persona, that’s for sure. It even changed his smell. Mr Fuzzy’s poops were quite smelly. Humans didn’t smell very good to begin with.

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