When I was a kid, we'd shoot at them with our spring-powered BB-guns. Not to harm them, as they are far too quick. It was fun to watch them dodge a slow flying BB as they were scooping up mosquitos. How they knew the difference, I've no idea, but i cannot recall a single incident of a bat going for the BB, only dodging them. Pretty impressive to watch.

Like a lot of things I did as a kid, now I just shake my head and marvel that I survived to adulthood.

We did trap one in the house when I was a kid. We were all geting ready for church one Sunday morning when my sister began screaming like a banshee. Upon investigation, she was curled up in the fetal position at the foot of her bed with this poor bat circling the top of the room, obviously driven to distraction by the incessant screaming. Dad and I caught it in a towel and threw it out the back door.