Used to help a friendβs family raise orphaned flying foxes. They are the cutest little bastards. Used to put on a wool jumper before walking into their place as they would chirp recognition at you, as they dangled from a clothes rack, then launch off and flap across the room to latch onto your shoulders. The jumper made it so a lot less of your skin was involved in supporting their weight.
I was lucky enough to spend a semester abroad in NSW Australia when I was in high school and I volunteered at a wild animal sanctuary there and they had some flying foxes. They were so cool, but you had to be careful when you entered their cage because they would either climb all over you or piss on your head.