He’s a tri-colored juvenile who was learning to fly when he somehow ended up inside the atrium at 600 Congress Avenue in Austin. So the Congress bats aren’t the only bats living in the heart of downtown! We have gotten tri-coloreds n from this area previously, so we suspect they are well at home in the high-rised parking garages and breezeways that shelter them from predators.
Box employees have a workout room that is open to the atrium, and this juvie spent the day on their jungle gym before Jo and Ian contained him and brought him to us for safer fledging. Nice work you two!
Here’s your backup water, Scarlet. Tell the girls about it, but don’t tell them you were our favorite. Love you! So happy to see you orphan girls cruising the treetops together! omg that looks like so much fun! Long Life Little Ones!
We first met you Scarlet, when we responded to someone, referred to us by another bat organization, who wanted to know how to feed a bat, didn’t know anything about bats, was not permitted or vaccinated, but also “doesn’t drive” so could not bring the bat in for proper care. When we first saw you in the big glass jug, we just knew we had to get you out of there. It took a lot of convincing, but we finally got the “rescuer” to agree to release her to our care. He planned to keep her in the jug and feed her moths for as long as she survived. His theory was “it’s like it was dead already since I could capture it”.
We are so happy you came with us Scarlett, and you got that second chance at a wild life. All our love little bat!
We want people to know that when bats swoop down low inside a building, they are not attacking, they are simply desperately thirsty!
This little red bat was trapped in a FedEx warehouse and was panicked and exhausted from dodging forklifts and floor polishers. She was desperately thirsty and repeatedly skimmed what, in the natural world, would have to be water.
Bats’ echlocation calls bounce away off flat shiny surfaces, instead of back at them, so millions of years of evolution tell them the only thing that has that characteristic (in nature) is water.
Her exertions only gave her a tounge full of floor wax instead of water and after a long while she collapsed on the floor, completely spent.
Steve and co-workers came to the rescue and contained her and brought her to the refuge. Thanks so much y’all!
She had had it with humans by the time she came to us and was as feisty as can be, and that’s saying a lot for a red bat!
We fed and watered her as much as she would let us, and soon it was obvious that she was really wanted to go.
So at midnight, after one last long drink of water and a few more mealworms, we sent her back to the wild from the release platform.
Our red bat families are all color-coded (with corresponding control numbers) so that we can raise and release them together. It was the “green family” release time last night and what a joy it was to see them all fly off together on a beautiful summer evening!
These red bats were found by Brad Fellers on the ground at his Leander home and certainly would have been killed by predators had he not cared enought to save them. The orphan was saved by Megan Rodriguez near Anderson Mill.
It was our great pleasure to help the pups grow up, turning from little furry blobs of bat blubber into amazing flying, hunting, and self-sufficient wonders of the night sky.
We placed each bat in a pup tent first and one by one we watered, fed, and showed them their back-up drinking trough; the infinity-edged pool that we’ll keep nice and full for them throughout the oncoming drought.
Here’s one of the pups drinking from the pool.
Once all were fed and watered, it was up to the release platform high in a tree above their former enclosure. They were all super-excited and we first did a controlled release with the mum, then quickly set the pups free to follow her, so they could all stay together.
Here’s the happy family circling high in the sky, celebrating their freedom on a beautiful Texas summer night. Live long lives little bats and make lots more beautiful bat babies! Thanks for the memories!
We’re not usually ones to toot our own horns, but these notes in our Bat Journal on our Information Table at Congress Avenue Bridge meant a lot to us.
Laura is great friends with Adria Lopez Baucells, whom we greatly admire, and Jordi knows Carles Flaquer, who visited our facility a few years back and is a wonderful person and dear friend.
Congress bats climbed to altitude directly over the bridge Saturday night, then turned & headed way South, with the wind. Great visit with Laura & Jordi from Barcelona! These lovely and gracious scientists are friends of our favorite bat people Adrià López Baucells & Carles Flaquer from Museu de Ciències Naturals de Granollers. This group is doing great work and we just love them. Look them up, follow them, and be awed!
This red bat is using her thumbs to stabilize her snooze on this windy day. She has her butt blanket pulled right up over her eyes and it looks like she’s closing her ear with her foot! She was found emaciated on the UT campus but is eating well and will be good to go in a few days. #batifyatx #batifyaustin #austinbats #atxbats #easternredbat #aesomebats
We got lucky on Friday the 13th and had lovely weather for our education table at the Bat Viewing Area.
We shared the wonders of bats with scores of out-of-towners.
We so enjoyed meeting Sonia from Austria, Anne from France, Ali & Xav from Paris, and that group of impressive women in town for the Anthropology conference, from Virginia, Canada, the UK and Cyprus.
What fun! Thanks for visiting with us y’all!
We hope the bats were as lucky as we were! We at the Bat Viewing Area all watched on live radar as a lovely Seabreeze pushed insects toward the Hill Country and the Bracken bats foraged along the front. But then things changed.
The lovely Seabreeze turned into wicked storms from the northwest. Davis Blowout, Huber Limestone Mine, McNeil Bridge, and Congress Bridge bats all appeared to have been caught out in the storms. We hope they sheltered at McNeil to escape the worst of it.
Bats caught in hailstorms frequently experience broken wing bones from the hail. Guess we’ll see how many bats are found by humans and brought to us today. Bless their brave little hearts!
