When "rats with wings" doesn't mean pigeons

Sometimes I wish I had a digital camera, and this afternoon was one of those times. I was walking along and happened across a 6-inch-long bat laying motionless on the sidewalk. It had probably been living in one of the caves in the Carmel and, um, drank antifreeze or something. Anyway, it was the first bat I can ever remember seeing, and probably the coolest animal I've seen since my last trip to the zoo. And now, I will now add the obligatory relevant cool link.