Wednesday Miscellany

 Photo courtesy of palemale.com

 

927 Fifth Avenue, the nest of Pale Male and Zena,  is quite possibly the best nest site in Manhattan for the hawks and for viewers as well but no nest site is perfect. 

 

 A foible of the 927 nest is that in the afternoon the sun beats down on it and the inhabitants.  They have to pant the heat off.  

 

Zena attempts to shade the eyasses with her body or by mantling them with her wings.  It's still a scorcher up there on hot sunny days.

 

Though the sun is no doubt pleasant for the formel in Spring when things can get downright chilly up there. 

Speaking of young birds, yet another clutch of Robins has appeared.   

 And another litter of mini-cottontails is hip-hopping around the yard.  These are from the doe who lives under the hedge. 

Though parent Grackles appear sleek and shiny if somewhat arrogant, young Grackles give a rather dull rumpled effect.   Somehow they all have a disreputable look reminiscent of bag ladies. 

And up in the Maple, here are nest mates, a young Starling and young Cowbird taking each other on while Dad Starling scans the ground for foodstuffs with a complete lack of concern. 

 

Timeout--It is the moment for today's question with the photo answer. 

 

 Here's the question. 

 

 What happens when you disturb yearling sheep who've gone into the woodshed for an afternoon respite from the sun.

             THIS IS WHAT HAPPENS!

 And what happens when you disturb Rocky the Goat during siesta time? 

 Rocky's head pops up and he holds to have his portrait taken.  Or perhaps he just wants to know how the camera tastes.

 

And now back to our regularly scheduled birds.  And this one's a treat. 

 

When I threw out the seed remains from Silver the African Grey Parrot's bowl for the wild birds, I'd forgotten Silver had also been eating some fried chicken.

 

The next time I looked out there was Bohemian Robin.  (That's his new name as he eats corn, bread, mango and who knows what else.) 

  And one of the what elses appeared to be fried chicken.  Adaptable Bohemian Robin Dad had just stuck a very large chunk of hard crisp chicken skin into his offspring's beak.

 Unable to deal with it, young Robin had just dropped it from his beak and gone back to expectedly staring at dad.  Check out the expressions on both their faces.  I've seen these looks between parent and offspring in any number of species.

 

And now to more Raptor News!

 After the death of Franklin Dad, the Institute nest was in real doubt.  Now things are going beautifully at the Franklin Institute Nest thanks to Franklin Mom and T2 the wonder step-dad-

 http://sunnydixie.blogspot.com/

 

In from Robin of Illinois, some good news from Facebook-- Eagle freed from tree entangled in kite string.  

 

 

Mountainaire Avian Rescue Society

Early this morning Steve Harding of Timberwolf Tree Services freed an eagle that was entangled in kite string and dangling from a tree 40' up. Efforts by MARS staff to free the eagle the night before failed and so Steve was called to come and help this morning at first light. This isn't the first time that he has performed tough rescues and he deserves a big thank you once again!

And Washington Square Park's newest fledglings, Boo and Scout--

http://cityroom.blogs.nytimes.com/category/hawk-cam-live-from-the-nest/

The Langer Farm Sheep Faces, and Showing Off Intelligent Species

This is Sherman. Sherman is a ram and I don't know, but the last time I saw a ram he seemed a lot smaller than Sherman here. Sherman is the size of an extremely muscular shortish horse.

Interestingly his nose appears much shorter than the girls do. A sex related trait or a Sherman related trait? I don't know haven't seen enough rams lately to be competent on the issue.

But first, why all of a sudden are we talking sheep? Yesterday I went out to the Langer Farm of Mary and Bob Langer. Mary makes all kinds of incredible edible Christmas goodies so I had to go try some. It was a culinary experience, homemade caramels, fudge, turtles, peanut butter cups, Italian pressed cookies, cashew cookies, Russian tea cakes-you get the idea. It was worth getting lost both getting there and getting back home. And they had an Eagle sighting on their property not long ago.

But what about the sheep? Daughter Jenny is in 4H. For those of you unfamiliar with 4H, it's a sort of club for kids, mostly rural ones, of all ages, where you can do anything from putting on a play to, yes, raising sheep. Jenny is raising sheep. Then the sheep go off to be shown at the County Fair and if good enough, the State Fair. There are prizes and it's quite a big deal.

So after eating myself into a near diabetic coma (that's a joke) we went out to the barn to see the sheep. It struck me that sheep, which rather seem kind of interchangeably the same, really aren't. And just like any other animal that you pay close attention to, they have facial expressions along with their different faces.

By the way, everything sticks to them, as you'll notice as we go along.

Here are a couple of young ewes and they appear pretty similar. But look closely, their noses are different in length and breadth and their ears are set differently. Compare with Sherman, in the lead shot.

My apologies to the ewes, there were quite a number of them so I couldn't learn all their names in the short time I was there. I'd call this a sweet faced sheep. Also this is a pregnant sheep. Look at her abdomen. Looks kind of lumpy doesn't it? There are one if not two lambs in there and they'll be coming out very soon. Exactly when of course as with all mammal females, is always up in the air.

This is what happens if you're covered in wool which is full of lanolin which increases the sticking factor of foreign objects, and you've just pulled your head out of a manger full of hay.

And this is two month old Boo. ( He was born a few days before Halloween, hence the name.) I want to know what those bright white tufts are around his eyes. Is it part of the cuteness endowed on all baby mammals? Whatever the case you have to admit he is kind of cute and we're humans. He'd be exceedingly cute to his mother who is obviously a sheep.

All baby mammals have a kind of consistent "cute face" according to research. The Awww Factor. Why? The "cuteness" is an evolutionary advantage which helps keep exhausted, harassed, overworked, fed up parents caring for their young. Who therefore live and then breed causing even more cute babies to be born to harass and exhaust their parents and live through the experience.

This is Jenny and one of the pregnant ewes. She's doing a vaginal exam to feel if there is any cervical effacement and dilation. There's another big clue as to when a ewe will go into labor-- an examination of her udder. If there is "milk", she'll go into labor in six to eight hours.

Which brings the thought to mind that this colostrum test and time factor must not work in humans otherwise you'd think somebody would mention it so you'd have plenty of time to pack your suitcase for the hospital.

Photo by Samantha Browne-Walters

My daughter Samantha and I often talk about the intelligence of different species including our own.

Well as most of you have likely heard, 20 inches of snow fell in Manhattan. Any snowfall at all in NYC let alone enough to collect in significant amounts is rather rare. Well Sam was out earlier and saw a man shoveling the sidewalk in front of his shop and piling the snow on top of a taxi that happened to be parked at the curb. Now the question is--

1. Does this show lack of intelligence?
2. Is it intentional bad manners?
3. Or was the person just oblivious? (Though this kind of oblivion does rather lean toward lack of reasoning power doesn't it?)

SPEAKING OF INTELLIGENCE, A PEANUT VENDING MACHINE HAS BEEN CREATED THAT CAN BE USED BY A FEW EDUCATED CROWS AND THEN BY ANY CROW THAT WATCHES THOSE CROWS USE IT.

I want one.

Being that Crows are some of my favorite birds and a display of their intelligence might conceivably change people's minds about the species being messy vermin that should be destroyed, it could be a good teaching tool.

I don't support making any wild species "serve us" in significant ways as they then will likely become "captives of use". Their wild status, their lives with their extended families and flocks would be disrupted and that isn't the point. Human respect for wild creatures is the point.

Humans have used captive pigeons for centuries to aid their endeavors and look at the reputation they have. We don't respect animal servants in many cases particularly if they can make it on their own in what we feel is "our" environment.

But if Crows happened upon coins in their daily foraging I see nothing wrong with them paying for their own peanuts and showing under-observant-egocentric-humans what they can do.

http://www.ted.com/talks/joshua_klein_on_the_intelligence_of_crows.html

Donna Browne