Today was a strange day. We were out filming the bats and as usual, I had to go in for a bathroom break. When I came back out I kept hearing noises. I thought it was just the bats in the cave but when I turned my head I saw a tiny baby bat face down in the dirt. We have no idea how he got there and he had ants crawling all over him. So, I picked him up and called for Ambre to come help. This is the second time we have encountered this problem so once again, we decided that the best thing to do would be to put him back in the cave. Ambre went in to do it and temporarily scared all of the bats away but still managed to get the baby to grab on to the wall. I made sure to keep an eye on him but it didn't even take five minutes for him to fall again. By this time I was sure he wouldn't be alive but I ran to check, just in case. Sure enough, he was laying there squeaking for help. After surviving two falls I couldn't bring myself to put him back again so Ambre filled the role of babysitter while I went to do some extensive googling. Information on bat rehabilitation is not an easy thing to find so we weren't exactly sure what to do. Regardless, off to the store I went hoping to find some goat's milk. I had no such luck and instead came back with baby formula, regular cow milk, a paintbrush, two towels, and a washcloth. We did our best to feed the bat with the paintbrush but it proved to be a challenge. Afterwards, we flipped a table upside down and draped a towel over it to make a bat hammock for him to sleep in. We are hoping for the best but I guess we'll just have to wait and see what happens. Take a look, we have named him Sampson.