Cute little bugs to be sure. But, I wouldn’t recommend holding them on a bare finger you might need for later.
Doc
Bats I’ve seen. They were all over in Arkansas when I was growing up. We had a large street light across the street and the flying bugs were swirling in a cloud around the light and the bats would feast. One summer, we discovered that we could throw these little pieces of cork in the air and the bats would grab 'em and then drop them when they realized they had no protein content. Evidently, cork and insects have a similar sonar signature.
A couple of years ago, I was walking from building to building at the medical center here in Birmingham and could see bats were hanging from the ceiling of a covered walkway. Cool.
Perhaps it’s time to answer your Hogwarts letter, young lady.
djm
Oh yeah. The vet clinic where I worked in a former life was licensed to work on wildlife and we had a lot of raptors come through. The owls were always my favorites of the bunch. When any of those guys(raptors) latch on to you, luckily in my case always through heavy leather gloves, you definitely know it. They have some serious weaponry there.
Strafed by an owl while sitting in the hot tub tonight! 
Maybe the bits in the soup were too chunky, he banked off about eight foot out.
Careful what you leave bobbing on the surface, or you’ll end up a bobbett. 
djm
just my head…do ya think anyone would notice?
I think birds sometimes do this as a social interaction thing or maybe to get a closer look. I’ve known indoor birds to do it. Some of our ducks will buzz my head, too. Right before they reach me, they’ll hold their wings out straight and just barely skim my hair. They seem to think this is great fun.
Never seen them do it to anyone else, though.
there’s an eagle about that likes to buzz the spousal unit…if she goes out in the dark
spousal unit is not amused
Sorry, but anything I’ve ever read about being strafed indicates it is an aggressive act, not friendly. Whether it’s a charge at the owl head, or just a general good ducking, know that the eagle eye is upon you. 
djm
I can recall my dad being strafed–actually, rammed–by a red-wing blackbird (I think; maybe a bluejay) while he was carrying the body of a bunny (american hare, but we called them rabbits) which a dog had killed. He’d picked the body up on the blade of a spade, and was carrying down the garden for burial, when the local birds got very upset. We assumed they thought the bunny was alive, and went into defend-the-nest mode, but that’s the only time I’ve ever seen that happen with no actual nest involved, and with ‘threatened’ young of not only another species, but another kingdom.
And ironically, my dad was one of the gentlest men I have ever known*, despite the fact that I once posted a picture of him here pointing a Lewis (machine) gun at the sky. The bird’s reaction had to have been because of the young rabbit, because my dad carrying his spade around the garden was no novelty; at certain times of the year it’d nearly have been rarer to see him without it.
*What’s that expression – “it’s a wise man that knows his father”? I’m 43 years old, and my father is ten years dead, and I’m tearing up because this is the first time I’ve ever formed that thought: my father was the gentlest man I have known.
It’s more likely the birds were feeding on the rabbit, and were ticked to see him making off with their dinner.
djm
Redwings are seed eaters, with a few insects on the side. No carrion.
Must be all those zippers.
djm