Monday, July 13, 2009

Bye Bye Birdie

Since Spring hit, more and more when I go into the center, this is what I see: A big healthy pink mouth opening wide, as if I were mama. About 200 of them, on any given day....

I can't believe that before 2 years ago, I'd never even seen a baby bird before, even a bird nesting in a tree, or babies in that nest, and now I'm FEEDING baby birds of all size and species --all the time. Some eat about every 20 minutes!

We feed them Science Diet cat food, which come in perfect sized pellets, soaked in water to make them the right consistency. It's packed with nutrients. The tiniest babies can swallow them whole, though I do break them apart and make sure to swish them between my fingers so it's more like what their mother might bring. Depending on the species, we may also feed them bits of berries and/or crickets (some with legs, some without), and meal worms. All of these are extended via a kind of tweezer that replicates a mother's beak, which we sterilized between uses per bird.

Here's a peek at tiny new born chick and two different sized mourning doves that someone brought in. I was transferring them from Triage to a nice, warm "nest" in tanks holding others of their own kind. Once settled, I'd start their feedings.

This was the first time I'd ever seen this sight, so I took a split second movie of it for my own memories. My camera could not focus when I zoomed in on the pinkie.... BTW, that is a healthy newborn -- a believe it's a Starling. At first glance I thought, oh no, this one does not look too good. He is a little more purple due a bruise from falling out of it's nest. But when I went to feed him his head leapt up, little yellow mouth popped open wide and he eagerly gulped down the morsel I offered. And the second and the third! Within a week he had beginning feathers and was strong as an ox. In another week, he was standing on the edge of the fabric stuffed tupperware cup that had been his nest fighting to get food before the others. A week later, he was testing his wings within the tank.



There are many mourning doves in a long row of tanks and those need to be tube fed with a liquid mixture that resembles more how their own mothers feed them. I'd describe it better, but you might be checking this over lunch or with your first cup of coffee and, well, it's better left in these terms.

When the birds are ready, they get transferred to the mews we have just outside, where we have propped branches and put in a bird bath. There they have lots of company and can get used to short flight and fresh air and community. After that, they go to a rehabbers home, where there is the acreage to build a flight cage. They can catch insects and hunt on the ground for food, learning from the other birds. It's the last step before the birds are released and fly free to enjoy the lives that were saved by these Centers, and go on to have babies of their own.

Just Ducky!

Look at this face!

Who couldn't love a face like this? I see this picture, or this one...

(even if it's a little blurry, the comedy still comes through)
...and I just have to SMILE

This fawn and white Indian Runner duck belongs to the zoo, and is the first animal I took out on grounds for the visitors to enjoy after I completed my animal handling training -- the last part of the close to 9 month training process it takes to become a proper docent.

This breed is aptly named, because they don't waddle, they run, and when they get where they're going, they often stamp their feet as if they are very excited, or had a lot of Starbucks. There is only one Runner in The Park, and I took a shine to him right away because of these charming antics. CLICK HERE to see him.

While this one is trained to be held, I found he was more comfortable when I set him on the top of his carrier. Think about it. Ducks are low on the food chain, and anything bigger than it, trying to hold it is akin to being caught to be eaten. While this duck was doing fine in my arms, I wanted him to be as comfortable as possible, and he was very well behaved while standing. I was impressed!

I've grown to LOVE love LOVE ducks and geese after spending quite a bit of time with them at The Park next to my house, where they reside in abundance. I've gotten to know who hangs with whom and what their personalities are like, what each pecking order is, etc. In fact, between my time there, The Zoo and The Rehab Center, I have come to have a real respect, love and appreciation for all kinds of living being that I never thought I'd feel that way about.. all because I have spent some time learning about them and observing them.

They say you can't hate someone who's story you know, and I believe this is true for animals as well. It's one of the things that attracts me to educating folks about them. The more people know about any animal, the more they may be respectful to them, teach their children and grandchildren to do so, and hopefully that will extend to caring about preserving them and their natural habitat.

It takes a lot to get a duck to trust you. This one was delightful -- well behaved (though he tried to pluck off my buttons and name tag repeatedly til I hid them) and very responsive to what I was asking of him. It's been in the triple digits here for most of the last three weeks (CLICK HERE). Though we stayed close to where he lives and I parked us in the shade, after 20 minutes he looked so hot, I packed him up to take him back for a dip.

And I think it was just the right thing to do. Without delay, he walked up his little plank and posed at the edge of his personal pond.


I took a little movie for you to see how he cools off.... At 100 degrees, I was ready to join him.



That quacking has quickly made the short list of my favorite sounds.

I look forward to taking this one out again and introducing him to many more people. And now that I've introduced him to you, what do you think?