## A Bat, a Pool, and the Sheer Absurdity of It All
Right, let’s talk about this. A bat. In a swimming pool. Apparently trying to have a dip. Because, naturally, that’s how bats spend their evenings – practicing synchronized swimming. Honestly, the sheer audacity of some creatures! You work your fingers to the bone rescuing koalas from eucalyptus trees, pulling possums from bins, and what do you get? A bat deciding it needs a refreshing aquatic experience at a luxury hotel.
Seriously, I’m picturing it now: tiny little flippers paddling frantically, bewildered eyes blinking up at the poolside sunbathers. Did it think it was *Flipper*? Was it attempting some sort of bizarre avian-mammalian crossover act? The rescuers had to be dispatched! Rescuers! For a bat that probably just misjudged its aerial navigation and ended up in a chlorinated abyss.
It’s peak modern life, isn’t it? We have teams of highly trained professionals responding to situations so ludicrous they border on performance art. You can almost hear the bat thinking: “Well, I’m here now! Might as well make the most of it.”
And I bet someone filmed it. There’s probably a TikTok video somewhere showcasing this epic struggle between bat and pool liner. Because that’s what we do now – document the utterly ridiculous and share it with the world. It’s all terribly amusing, isn’t it? While the rest of the planet is… well, you know… dealing with things.
Just once, I want to read a news story about a bat exhibiting *restraint*. A bat saying, “Nope, not feeling a pool today. Back to the caves I go.” Is that too much to ask? Probably.
