Hanging from the ceiling of its subterranean lair, eyeing the unwary spelunker with diabolical intent, the wily vampire bat patiently awaits his moment to strike. Then all at once it spreads its leathery wings and, guided by its uncanny radar, plunges toward the inviting exposed neck of its helpless victim and… begs for a dog yummy?
“His name is Frazil. He’s a Siberian Husky. His parents are both Iditarod finishers,” says Melissa B.