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June
18 - June 24, 2007 |
BIRDS, glorious
birds! I was very happy to see that our eared dove, who lives in
Lizzy's bougainvillea, fledged a baby! She experienced a nest
tragedy a month ago (I'm not sure why,) but she tried again in the same
nest, and raised a single babe! True to typical dove habit, baby
dove grew up in the flimsiest of nests, but he was tucked into the
middle of the bush and safe enough.
This photo was taken as the fledgling was just
clamoring out of his
nest, before his very first flight.In the front of the yard, we had a Carib Mockingbird nest. Momma build a beautiful nest in the bush right next to where Crapzilla is parked. We were careful to disturb her as little as possible, but not even Crapzilla could disrupt her from caring for her babies. Unfortunately, her
nest experienced a difficulty of an entirely different kind.
This blog has thus far not covered my love of nature and birds, and I
regret that this subject initially comes up in a dreadful light.
The nest above was parasitized by a cowbird. Shiny cowbirds, like
the brown headed cowbird many in the US are more familiar with, are
exclusive nest parasites (or "brood
parasites"), meaning that they never build their own nests. They
lay eggs in the nests of other birds, for an entirely different species
to raise. (There are great evolutionary advantages to
this system: for example, brown headed cowbirds are thought to be one
of the most sophisticated vocalists of the bird world.) So,
utilizing the services of another isn't so
bad, but cowbird babies hatch much more quickly than most other
passerines, and are significantly larger. Within one day of
hatching, a
cowbird can eject, and thus kill, any other eggs or hatchlings in the
nest. If the cowbird baby doesn't outright remove others
immediately, the baby
will often outcompete all other birds in the nest until the cohabitants
perish for lack of food. In some cases, most or all of the native
nestlings will
survive; oftentimes the outcome is dependent upon the particular
species being parasitized. I have observed
parasitism in the past, but only in the context of an ornithology
study, where I was prohibited from interfering. (Brown headed
cowbirds, by their means of reproduction, have nearly eliminated the
solitary vireo from existence in Colorado.) Since we would be
leaving Grenada in a week, it wasn't an option to raise the cowbird
myself. I struggled with what to do or not do, consulting anyone
who would listen. If I were to interfere on behalf of the three
mockingbird babies, I couldn't just remove the cowbird egg, as it would
open the nest to further cowbird parasitism (another female, or the
same one, would then be likely to discover the "available" nest and lay
another egg
inside. They generally will not lay in a nest that has already
been parasitized.) So, in an effort to potentially save three
birds, I
acted to eliminate, i.e. murder, one. I placed the egg in the
refrigerator for 36 hours, which is likely, although not certain, to
slow the development of a fertilized egg to the point where it would
cease to live. In a pathetic attempt to lessen the vitriol of
readers at my potential act
of murder, I will take care to note that I have
spent innumerable hours over fourteen years as a wildlife rehabilitator
in Colorado, rehabilitating birds and raising baby birds, regardless of
species (including cowbirds.) I would also note that similar
interference on any scale whatsoever in this area would seem
impossible, as the local population cannot tell a Grenada Dove from a
Common Dove...let alone identify different species by the appearance of
an egg.
To see a video of a brown-headed cowbird ejecting a live nesting from its nest, check out the following: http://www.facstaff.bucknell.edu/ddearbor/cowbird_ejects.html. I utilized this video in a talk at the University of Colorado years ago with Don Dearborn's permission; here you can go to the source. To hear a superb audio story about human "morality" (an excerpt of which was recently played on This American Life, www.thislife.org) check out Radio Lab at: www.wnyc.org/shows/radiolab/episodes/2006/04/28. |
Somebody call a tow
truck!
No, Crapzilla's fine. I meant toe... Thursday morning I broke my toe, just, of course, as I was suddenly feeling great again! Oh well, at least I could still swim with a broken toe... |
On Wednesday the 20th,
Peter completed his third term of medical school, and on Friday the
22nd, he took his last exam, a comprehensive test covering the entire
year. Naturally, he did great: Wow! First thing we did? Go swimming and snorkeling at Grand Anse! Undersea Treasures: Heather
can't resist those crabs... Or the eels!
[Sorry, the lens on the underwater camera was a bit foggy today.] We came across two different kinds of snake eel: one motionless in the sea grass, and one adventurous snowflake-like eel on the sand. A variety of coral banded shrimp, and an arrow crab (aka "Hossentoss.") A herd of goatfish. I love these guys. They have feelers on each side of their mouth, which fold back when they swim. When it's time to eat, the feelers pop out and stir up the sand, unearthing tiny little creatures which they gulp down before moving on to "graze" elsewhere. After some great Spice time, we joined fellow students at the Dodgy Dock, and then Bananas. Matt, Peter, and Peter Misfits. |
Saturday, since we
were up so late the night before, we decided it would be an ideal time
to stay up late again and head back to Levera and experience the
Leatherback turtles again. In the meantime, we went snorkeling at
the Aquarium for the afternoon. We had the beach all to ourselves
except for two others, the owners of the establishment.
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On Sunday, we set out
for the University Club to go kayaking, but they had all gone
missing. Instead, we went snorkeling at the Rex in the afternoon. I wanted to take Peter out
for a nice dinner to celebrate two demanding and highly successful
medical school terms. We returned to the University Club for
dinner, but it turns out our reservations were not taken properly, and
they had a BBQ that night...which I didn't think was good enough for
the occasion. The Aquarium also had a BBQ night. Mona Lisa
was closed or not answering the phone. We looked high and low for
another nice restaurant opened on Sunday night.
On a whim, we stopped at La Belle Creole. It took some inquiry to actually locate the restaurant, but once we did, our quest was at an end. We were rewarded with a great atmosphere, a wonderful view, and truly terrific food. We both enjoyed fantastic vegetarian selections. Appetizer Success! |
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