I have the biggest phobia when it comes to fluttery/flappy things. A teeny moth will send me to a corner sobbing and cowering .. I
AM that much of a baby I'm afraid.
Butterflies, dragonflies, craneflies .. it's all the same. I can appreciate the beauty of all of these creatures and I love bats but I'm still cautious and I don't wish to be trapped anywhere with a bird as I have been locked into a small room with pigeons flapping about before
Anyway, the other night as twilight fell I was calling in our cat, who punishes us for making her go out in the first instance by refusing to come back when we call her. I called and called to no avail so ventured onto the porch step and as I did so I saw something swoop up toward the roof. I at first thought it was a bird but it was moving in a very un-bird like manner. I continued calling our cat, moving further from the house and again I saw the something which was circling the houses.
I saw it clearly this time, it was a bat! This was the closest I had ever been to a bat and I clearly saw the silhouette. She must have been about six inches across and cat forgotten I stood there as she (I hate to refer to anything as it) circled the house, flying right above my head as she went round and round. Passing me by she got lower and lower to me as I stood, being very brave I feel, all things considered!
At that moment I felt so privileged to be standing where I was. It was very emotional moment for me to be honest, is that silly? .. she then got really low to my head and I felt a wee bit panicky
Anyway, we got the cat in eventually and then last night, feeling brave, I went to get Jessica back in again .. I opened the door and two huge moths flew straight at me

I panicked, flailing my arms as I came back in, crying out "There are two moths ATTACKING me!!!" to which my husband replies "I'm sure they
are attacking you." Shows what he knows he wasn't there ..
So, momentarily brave but at the heart of things, still a big baby!