Seriously. Tonight I went to water and feed the birds in the barn. I was caring for the chicks in the brooder when my RIR roo, Crooked Toes, gave me a warning trill and looked up. I follow his gaze and at that moment, a bat flies overhead. I ducked in time so it missed me. It flies up into the rafter and bounces around up there. The birds are understandably upset and watch this intruder carefully, letting me know where it is if it leaves my sight. I'm freaked. The bat is diving around, looking for a way to get out. I don't want it near me because of the rabies potential. I finally get the brooder closed and go to the door. I open it and dash out to the front of my car. The bat finds the opening and comes out and flies within 3 feet of me as I'm flailing and wishing I had brought a shotgun or something. At that moment, it veers and flies out into the night. I lock up the barn and drive the car back to the house, shaking. I'm going to have to thank Crooked Toes tomorrow.