Sometimes I really hate the slobs.
I have gotten used to watching out for abandoned hooks in the dirt and rotting fish that died when someone failed to free an undersize fish without killing it. But this latest discovery was a new one.
Last week I had noticed a line dangling from a waterlogged small tree. Winter was very snowy, so many trees are still standing in water where normally it would be land. Anyway, I didn’t think much of it rather than the usual disgust at slobs.
Yesterday, something brown the size of a pingpong ball was dangling from the line, a couple feet above the water. I assumed it was trash that some slob had stuck to the hook because he was too lazy to haul the trash out. Nope. It had dark, glossy, leathery, frail-looking…folded wings. Short brown fur elsewhere. A tiny, tiny face with upright triangular ears. Two really tiny black dots for eyes.
A bat, a baby based on its size. It must have thought the hook on the dangling line was a bug, in low dusky light. And it got hooked.
Maybe carrying a knife while paddling isn’t a bad idea, I could cut those damn lines that slob fishermen frequently leave. I only wish I knew WHICH slob did it, so I could put the cut line and HOOK in his vehicle, preferably on his car seat!
The trash is bad enough, but this debris killed a beneficial animal that we are seeing fewer and fewer of.