I gave his mom two nights. She never came. So I spent my summer vacation raising a baby bat.
I looked for organizations that could help me, but there weren't any nearby, and I was concerned a pest company would want to disrupt the colony he came from... or worse.
This little guy was quite a snuggler. He loved taking naps with me, or just hanging out on me, and was quite sad if he had to go back in his little habitat.
Batlet never bit me, but I also raised him from before he even had peach fuzz. If you ever handle a bat you find in your home, make sure to wear thick gloves!
The best was before he could fly very well: I could come into a room where someone else was holding him, and start talking, and he'd try to fly over to me (and I'd have to catch him).
When people don't understand something, it often makes them uncomfortable... especially if movies and TV have painted an unfair portrait of the thing they don't understand.