The Mad Bats

Warrior of the Woodland, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, fighting the many enemies of nature.

This is the job of the Guardian of the Forest, Ranger Bill, pouring rain, freezing cold, blistering heat, snow, floods, bears, rattlesnakes, mountain lions. Yes, all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well done.

Hi there boys and girls. Say, didn't I tell you once that all the crazy things that could ever happen to us rangers had happened? Well, I was wrong. This is a story that will show you just what we have to put up with in this business.

Being a ranger isn't all glory and marching bands and newspaper stories. In fact, being a firefighter doesn't mean that all the fires we have to fight are real live flaming ones. Yes, sir, this is a crazy one, all right.

But true, nevertheless. Well, let's get on with the story. The mad bats. It was a nice quiet day in Naughty Time. Stumpy was catching 40 wings, and the rest of the fellows were relaxing and enjoying the calm.

We'd just come back in five days fighting a brush fire near Central City, and we sure appreciated the chance to rest. But that's about all we got. The appreciation. Go back to sleep, Stumpy. It's only the phone.

your ed quotas bill japerson speaking oh yes i can spell all right you're going to do about it i uh... don't really know ma'am they'll leave in a few days is that so i don't think they will why do you think that because they're sick bad and one of them bit me it did

right on the finger the horrible things would die here stay away from them will be right out where you located Seven Mile Street Out River Road. The big White House. Thank you. We'll be there in a few minutes.