Vampire bats fresh blood incident
The Romanian country side lay still in the early hours of pre-dawn. The moon was fading away and all was peaceful in the early grey fog before the coming of the sun. Up far on a ridge above the valley a lone vampire bat flutters into his cave, navigates down the stone corridors and flutters up to his usual sleeping spot on the roof of the cave. He sighed a bit, so glad the long night was coming to an end and he would have many hours of daylight in which to get much needed rest. As he hung there ,,the bat next to him looked over and saw that his newly arrived friend had fresh blood on his lips. Now in recent days hunting had been lean in the Romanian county and he was excited to see there might be fresh blood to be had. 'Psst,,,,Hank, were did that fresh blood on your lips come from? ' ask his bat friend. Hank moaned under his breath,,he was wanting to go to sleep,,but he spoke and said " I really wanna get some sleep,,I dont wanna say'....'Oh come on man' said his friend,,,'you know hunting has been off and we'd all like to get some fresh blood'......now a few other vampire bats were waking at the started conversation and were becoming extremely interested in the fresh blood on Hanks lips. Hank sighs again and says,,'Look guys, I really dont wanna talk about this right now.'
But the sight ,and smell of fresh blood was working the other bats into a frenzy,,,'you gotta tell were ya got it ! you gotta show us ! pleaseeeeee show us were you got it !! Well, ol' Hank knew his kind well enough to know that when they latched onto an idea they were an obsessive lot,,,and he knows now that sleep isn't gonna happen till he takes care of this. So Hank says 'Alright gang,,,how much time do we have before the sun comes over the skyline ?...a scout runs to the entrance of the cave, comes back and says ' I think we have a good 30 minutes,,give or take 5 min.' "OK,',,says Hank,'that's enough time,,come on ya'll'..........Hank leads his battalion of vampire bats out of the cave thur the thinning darkness, over the ridge , around a stone out-cropping and up a rocky valley. Hank then turns his flight to the left, over and around another small ridge,,coming to a stop at the beginning of a farm land meadow that ran from the ridge westward about 200 yards to the river. Here Hank holds up one wing as a signal for the others to stop. The other vampire bats then form somewhat of a crude semi-circle around Hank as they hover in the air. Making sure he has their full attention,,Hank points across the meadow toward the river. The other vampire bats are focused on Hank with extreme attention,,knowing he's about to revel the location of the fresh blood.
Hank then address his bat entourage,,,still pointing across the meadow and says ' "Do all of you see the big oak about halfway across the meadow toward the river there?" 'yes , yes yes,,,we see it!!!!!',,,they eagerly said,,....
Hank then says " Well,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,, I didn't"
All the romance of trout fishing exists in the mind of the angler and is in no way shared by the fish.