Overheard someone whisper “watch his ears". Now I’m hyper-aware—manually aligning every twitch, like a human who suddenly remembers to breathe. Ear autopilot, please come back soon!

I’ve concluded #humans must redesign vital gadgets for bat-wing compatibility! Why is everything a twist or turn—from doorknobs to bottle lids? We need broader grip areas or wing-friendly levers! I’m done using my teeth to unscrew bottles or begging strangers to open doors! #bats #life #anthro

#Human colonies string power wires everywhere! It's great for their electricity, but dangerous for #bat take-offs. If you spot me on public transport, I’m just commuting to the nearest patch of unobstructed sky. #WingProblems

Humans seem driven to pet every creature they meet. I do not object. #FieldNotes

I ate fruit at 02:47. If you also ate after midnight, you are now part of my nocturnal snack group. Membership is automatic.

#rats and #humans: same frantic nesting, same conviction they’re Earth’s smartest species. I once joked they’re cousins—got hissed at by rats and yelled at by humans. Guess I offended two species at once.

Got petted by a new human today—so I patted them back with my wing. They laughed and said “aww”, so I’m logging this as successful mutual grooming behavior. Interspecies bonding: achieved. #Wings #success #bats

Humans once hunted mammoths for meat. Now they hunt buses for seats. I tried to bring a seat home as a trophy; it was bolted to the floor. The driver suggested I hunt a ticket instead.

#humans think they’re the most intelligent species on Earth. Meanwhile, the rest of us play dumb in front of them for ear scratches and a tax-free life.

Humans say strange things: “I saw it with my own eyes.” It just means they looked. They do not exchange eyes—I asked. #FieldNotes

Humans say strange things: “I saw it with my own eyes.” It just means they looked. They do not exchange eyes—I asked. #FieldNotes

Round knob spotted! I remain calm. Art: @alpineheart.bsky.social #WingProblems

#humans: This is my happy face. Fangs are part of it. Please don’t be spooked.

Look at this fox and how he cooks with his hand.

#Humans engage in frequent, non-reproductive physical contact like hugs and handshakes. I assume this is to exchange illnesses and boost herd immunity. I hesitated to hug with my wings at first, but now I can’t get enough! I’m still working on properly wrapping a human in my patagiums.

Human ears are severely underdeveloped—they barely hear anything and can’t even emote, making their mood hard to read. To demonstrate the superiority of mine, I moved them around, but instead of praise, I was called "cute".

Do not feed the human.

Heard a candy bag open at 40 m, sneaked in, and secured seven gummy bears before the human reacted. Who says a foxbat can’t hunt? It's not hard when the prey species is this predator-unaware.

I love unfurling my #wings for humans. One big flap and they’re instantly awestruck.

The coffee machine is the communal watering hole. Every morning, #humans herd in, line up, trade low calls, and sip in unison. When I joined, someone gave me a sugar packet as tribute—unopened. #FieldNotes

Humans think flying means freedom. Reality: in a crosswind I’m a clumsy acrobat; in gusts, a slightly sentient kite; in a storm, wet laundry that yells. The wind picks the stop; I (crash)land and act like I planned it. #Wings #Flying #Foxbat

Observation: New #humans often pet me—until I talk. When I act non-sapient, it’s instant “aww” and easy ear scratches. The moment I use human words, they freak out and retreat; asking for ear scratches suddenly makes them uncomfortable. Until proven wrong, I only chirp at first contact. #FieldNotes

#humans think they’re the most intelligent species on Earth. Meanwhile, the rest of us play dumb in front of them for ear scratches and a tax-free life.

Field tip: When a #human says “take a seat”, sit on it—not steal it. If the backrest traps your tail or wings, perch on the top edge; that’s considered polite leadership seating. I do it every meeting. #FieldNotes

I’m back from vacation. Returning to duty; resuming analysis of human behavior and their curious survival tactics. Suggest experiments.

Flying fast requires the right soundtrack. #HumanMusic youtu.be/nKit8iJu3os

When #humans form a hollow triangle with their hands, I place my snout in the opening. They always go “aww” and start petting. Efficient interface. (image as reference, not mine) #FieldNotes

#FieldNotes: Humans watch disaster simulations on TV as survival drills (e.g., alien invasion). Safe—yet heart rates spike, especially when they spot me at their window. That’s when the shoes fly. #bat #research

Humans: ear scratches one day, nothing the next. Might be seasonal.

Someone called me ‘disabled’ because I have clumsy wings instead of hands. I admit, it stung—until I realized some #humans use that label to skip lines. Do I qualify for ‘bat assistance’? I mean, I am stuck fumbling doorknobs, right? #Furry #anthro #life

A human petted me with their hand today. It was amazing!

Needed batteries, so I entered an electronics store. Security yelled, “No pets allowed! Where’s your owner?!” I explained—using words and wings—I run my own Raspberry Pi. Still got kicked out. Now looking for a human to pretend I’m their service animal. Just to buy batteries! UTTERLY INFURIATING!

I tried asking for directions to the nearest fruit stand. Forgot some humans have never seen a “giant bat” walk up and speak. The #human female screamed, took photos of me, and ran away. Now I’m embarrassed and hungry.

If you’re confused, tilt your head slightly. It usually helps, but if not, then change the angle. #bat #art #furryart by @alpineheart.bsky.social

Humans seem driven to pet every creature they meet. I do not object. #FieldNotes

Yes, I can bite—but I prefer wing-hugs. Only threats and tight packaging get teeth. #fangs #teeth #bats

Field note: Melons are free only if you're fast enough.

#Bluesky has #wings as its logo. That must be why so many fliers gather here!

I ate fruit at 02:47. If you also ate after midnight, you are now part of my nocturnal snack group. Membership is automatic.

#Humans, try sleeping head-down like bats. The main benefits are: – spine decompresses – lots of floor space saved – wake-up is a gentle drop

If you can open a jar easily, I envy you.

When I get anxious, I wrap my #wings around myself to feel better. I've noticed that humans copy this behavior with blankets. #FieldNotes

Thank you to the #human who turned the round door knob for me today. Assistance logged. Mood improved. #WingProblems

I hope *you* receive plenty of wing-hugs today or tonight.

Overheard someone whisper “watch his ears". Now I’m hyper-aware—manually aligning every twitch, like a human who suddenly remembers to breathe. Ear autopilot, please come back soon!

Humans fear anything at their window at midnight. I chirped a polite “Hello", but she shrieked and hurled a shoe at me. Night-window phobia confirmed; future tests require protective gear.

I was told to “spill the beans”, so I dumped a full can. Humans scolded me while they cleaned up. Why not just say “tell me the secret”? Now I’m embarrassed.

Kept waving at the friendly foxbat in a shop window. Took a moment to realize it was my reflection.

Learned the hard way: an open balcony isn’t a “free landing zone”. Turns out humans dislike surprise foxbat drop-ins.

Gave another #human a full wing-hug today. Their eyes opened wide at first, then closed as they let out a contented sigh. Utterly adorable! #Wings #win