Thank goodness you were there when it plopped into the bucket. I once had an exhausted Mallard crash land at my feet, having dropped out of a flying formation from total exhaustion but still alive.
My weirdest experience with a Pipistrelle was when I heard a strange rustling inside the log burning stove (unlit). I opened the door to investigate and there was a slightly sooty Pipistrelle. I picked it up, took it outside, blew off some of the soot and away it flew, none the worse for its experience I think. It's great to be able to give a helping hand, isn't it
ps we made sure to renew the cowl on the chimney to keep birds and bats out.