Well, Kristi and I awoke last night to a strange sound that can only be described as your grandma beating her rug out with a broom at hyper speed. It continued every 30 seconds or so and would stop and start again at random.
Well, in the course of much theorizing and some investigation Kristi remembered that she put the bananas on our porch to keep the flies outside. I looked out the window and witnessed a bat repeatedly swooping at the bananas. But not just any bat, it was a flying fox (as they call them here) and was seriously the size of an adult goose! With much trepidation I ran for the bananas when the coast seemed clear and brought them inside!