mouse with wings
Billy brought in a dead bat this evening. He didnt want to part with it of course, but seeing as I had already given him dinner, I didn't feel so bad borrowing the bat for photos. I dont know bats, but this is south australian and mouse size.
The bat had just died when I found it in Billy's mouth, so I laid it out with weights on the wings until rigor mortis set in, then it was easy to stand up resting on a pin and photograph. It's beautiful to contemplate the fine network of veins running tree-like through the paper-thin living skin of the wings.