Last night we were out in the yard giving the new bat we got to lob the 'dog ball further than ever' a go... It was twilight and the safety orange ball stood out nicely. When I looked up there were these two little bats flying like they'd been on a weekend bender. I thought 'Awww...so cute', then one of the little bastards shat upon me. wtf??! ...legend has it if your pooped on by a bat you are extremely lucky, is this Fact or Myth?