Beneath the Bond: Unraveling Secrets in Andrew Miller’s My Guys
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Years ago, I studied bat populations in northern Kentucky. These mammals are crepuscular; they venture out at night to hunt for flying insects over streams, old fields, and lighted areas. They cut erratic patterns through the night air, flitting up and down, left and right, cavorting like a roller coaster off the rails.
We stretched a mist net across the Salt River. After the sun slipped behind the trees, bats started swooping back and forth, nabbing insects. When one hit the mesh, we lowered the net and untangled it. After we identified, sexed, and tagged each bat, we placed it in a cage. When the bats stopped foraging, we lowered the nets and opened the cage. They rose in a dark flutter, darted toward their roosting sites in caves, old buildings, or under the loose bark of trees.
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