The rain-soaked landscape, is thrilled and perplexed, at the same time. A rain and storm in the midst of a scorching summer is a welcome respite for us. Not for some – victims of its fury.

I am out for a walk, enjoying the momentary, pleasant weather. The storm has taken down a staggering, old palm tree. My heart breaks to see the gargantuan palm, now razed to the ground. I look at it, knowing chances are bleak of it being re-rooted back.

I stand staring at it, and attempt to console it.

“Thank you, dear one. You’ve held space and have been home to multiple species: squirrels, birds, bees, insects alike. You outdid yourself, all these years.”

I suddenly hear gentle, muted squeaks.

My curiosity is piqued.

“Could it be a bird, or squirrel? Maybe it’s trapped in the midst of these fronds, spilling into the slush?”

“Squeak, squeak, squeak, squeak.”

I brush away the palm fronds, peering into the spaces between the bi leaves and ground. The squeaks get louder, like a cry for help. Buried between the leaves and fronds; I see three little, tiny pair of eyes peering back at me. I realise they are bat pups. They have fallen off their roost with the palm tree.

Bail us Out

I make an SOS call to the DH (darling husband). He turns up within minutes, armed with small towels and a shoe box.

“Shhh, relax, help is at hand, sky puppies!” he reassures them, while gently pulling them out of the leaf litter, with the soft towel. Meanwhile, I line the shoe box with the other towels.

“Let’s leave them safely here, next to the palm, and keep an eye. Maybe the mother will come fetch them,” he suggests, and we both agree to the plan.

As we hang around at a distance, we pray for the best possible outcome. No sign of Mommy bat, yet. It’s starting to rain again, and it’s almost twilight. We head back home for a bit.

We return, half-an-hour later. The sky puppies are gone. Our hearts sink!

Suddenly, we see an adult bat circling above our heads, while her 3 tiny sky puppies follow suit.

She definitely is saying, “Thank you, humans! You saved my babies, and saved the day for us.”

And just like that, they fly away into the inky blue, twilight hour.

Feature Image: Simon, Pixabay Flying bats: Jakub Klucý, Unsplash

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I am participating in the April Blogging from A to Z Challenge 2026, and my theme is Nature’s Voice – Notes from Nature.

As a Telepathic Animal & Nature Communicator, and an avid nature lover, I receive plenty of messages and downloads from the animal and plant world, landscapes, water bodies, as well as aquatic life. I shall take you through a fascinating journey, where we shall connect and communicate with all things non-human, but as a humans. Together, we shall also appreciate nature’s offerings.

Telepathic Animal & Nature communication is an intuitive, two way exchange of information through words, emotions, feelings and images between humans and other species/nature. This transcends the barrier of a verbal dialogue and language, helping humans understand animals, nature (trees, landscapes, water bodies) and foster deeper connections. A professional Animal and Nature communicator is also known as an Animal and Nature Whisperer.