It’s certainly a “Look at me!” moment when a springbok jumps 13 feet into the air with his back arched and legs dangling. When a male jumps he opens the pocket of skin that runs from his back to his tail, as you can see in the photo above. This flashes his patch of white hair and, according to Wikipedia, emits a sweaty odor.
Springbok and Thomson’s gazelles aren’t the only animals that stott. North American mule deer and pronghorn do it and young sheep stott, too, as a form of play.
(photo by Yathin_sk on Wikimedia Commons. Click on the image to see the original)
June is “baby” time in Pennsylvania’s woods with fledgling birds, tiny rabbits, young groundhogs and cute fawns.
As I mentioned last week young animals found alone are not abandoned, they’re just waiting for mom. You shouldn’t “rescue” fawns and if you’re lucky enough to see an elk calf in Pennsylvania, don’t go near it!
Just like white-tailed deer, elk mothers tell their calves to “Stay!” while they go off to feed. White-tailed deer are afraid of humans and don’t raise a fuss about their fawns but elk cows are big and powerful. If you approach an elk calf, its mother may attack.
An elk cow doesn’t have antlers, but she’s not something you want to tangle with. She weighs about 500 pounds, stands 4.5 feet tall at the shoulder and is 6.5 feet long from nose to rump. When she charges, you’re the one who’ll need to be rescued!
Paul Staniszewski is quite familiar with the elk herd near Benezette, PA and explains: “Although the elk are used to seeing people, they are still very much wild and will become unpredictable and aggressive when it comes to protecting their young. If a protective female elk is endangering people in a public area, move away and call the PA Game Commission. They will temporarily close the area until the mother moves on with her calf.”
Just like humans, wildlife mothers do what they can to protect their young. Hawks and peregrines swoop at humans, mother skunks spray, black bears and elk charge. Yes, a sudden attack by a wild animal is frightening. It’s meant to be! You’re at the hands of an outraged mother and she wants you to leave.
When you’re outdoors be aware of your surroundings and watch for wildlife. Remember that mothers are protective. It’s all part of being a mom.
This month you might find a fawn resting alone in the woods. He wants you to know: “Don’t kidnap me! My mother is nearby. I’m not abandoned!”
This fawn is resting in a place that looks like a field of square, granite boulders. Sharon Leadbitter found him as she drove through Allegheny Cemetery in Pittsburgh’s Lawrenceville neighborhood in late May. He was hiding by a headstone near the road.
Sharon often looks for wildlife in the cemetery where she’s seen groundhogs, foxes, deer, and many kinds of birds. When she pulled to the side of the road on May 28 she was surprised to find a fawn curled up close by. Sharon wrote, “So tiny!! Can’t be more than 2-3 days old. The hooves are still shiny. I was within 3 feet of it.”
The fawn is doing what comes naturally, resting during the day while his mother feeds elsewhere. He’s still too young to keep up with her so she told him to “Stay!” and left him alone so her presence won’t attract a predator to his location.
Six days later Sharon found a second fawn under the cemetery trees and this same fawn near another headstone. He has stayed here for many days because his mother knows it’s such a safe location. He’s bigger … and so are his ears!
If you find a fawn resting alone, don’t touch! Leave him alone! His mother has not abandoned him. She knows where he is (she’s a Mom!) and will come back when the humans are gone. She’s relying on her baby to stay motionless during the day. The worst thing that could happen is if a human “rescues” him and takes him away from his mother and her milk. She will search for him when he’s gone.
The Animal Rescue League Wildlife Center in Verona, PA receives many calls about “abandoned” fawns at this time of year. Click here for their helpful fact sheet. The Wildlife Center of Virginia urges us: Don’t Be a Fawn Kidnapper!
Meanwhile, if you drive through Allegheny Cemetery move very slowly and be alert for wildlife. Perhaps you’ll see a fawn.
Late Wednesday night, February 26, at 11:15pm a raccoon climbed the bald eagles’ nesting tree at Hays while a noisy train rumbled by in the valley. Mother Eagle was asleep but she heard the raccoon’s rustle and stood up to defend her three eggs. As the mammal crested the nest edge she opened her wings and took a few steps toward it. The raccoon turned and fled.
When you watch the encounter on this archived video from PixController you can see everything that’s going on, but the participants can’t. The nest is lit at night by an infrared lamp mounted near the distant camera. The camera can “see” the infrared light but we, the eagle, and the raccoon cannot. On that overcast night the animals were dark shapes to each other. I’m sure the raccoon was frightened to find an eagle!
Raccoons raid songbird nests because the songbirds are powerless to stop them but they avoid raptors because birds of prey will kill them. Why was this raccoon attracted to a bald eagles’ nest?
Scott Kinsey gave us the hint on PABIRDS yesterday morning when he wrote:
It has been fun watching the Bald Eagle nest cam from Pittsburgh. Finally got to see a feeding. I think it was the male brought a fish for the female at 10:39am. She had it done by about 10:47 and back on the eggs. Might have been a Gizzard Shad around eleven inches?
As Scott points out, the female eagle eats at the nest and though she sets the scraps aside she doesn’t take out the garbage. Lots of smelly fish scraps are up there on the sticks. The raccoon probably smelled the leftovers and came exploring for a meal. When he realized his mistake he was out of there!
This surely isn’t the first time a raccoon has explored an eagles’ nest at night. We just happened to see it because of the night vision camera. He was lucky he didn’t make a fatal error.
Click here to see what’s happening right now at the eagles’ nest.
Here’s something you’re unlikely to see in Pennsylvania’s “Big Woods” north of Interstate 80 — a close-up view of a young 8-point buck taunting and sparring with an older one.
You’re unlikely to see this because Pennsylvania’s huge deer herd is quite out of balance up north. Since doe hunting was suppressed more than 100 years ago the ratio of bucks to does has fallen steadily. For example, on the first day of hunting season last month a friend saw a herd of 88 deer in Clarion County. 85 were does and the 3 bucks had only spikes for antlers. To find out how this happened, read Bob Frye’s 2006 book Deer Wars: Science, Tradition, and the Battle over Managing Whitetails in Pennsylvania.
In no-hunt suburban areas, Pennsylvania’s deer proliferate with a good balance of males and females. They’re used to seeing harmless humans, some of whom offer food, so they don’t mind coming close.
Sharon Leadbitter visits Allegheny Cemetery in the City of Pittsburgh to photograph the large herd. Last summer she posted a video of a cute fawn frisking among the headstones. This month she filmed these two antlered bucks.
You can tell the young buck wants to spar as he jumps and dances. The older one persistently pushes him away and ultimately wins.
The winner will claim his favorite doe(s) and make more babies.
The American badger is ready for Halloween. He always wears a mask.
This nocturnal member of the weasel family isn’t found in Pennsylvania but occurs from western Ohio to the California coast. He makes a living by digging for small burrowing animals, especially mice, squirrels and prairie dogs so his favorite places are grasslands where the soil is easy to dig and his prey is abundant. That’s a habitat rarely found in Pennsylvania.
American badgers are nature’s backhoes but they work at night and are usually alone. This makes them hard to watch and census. Even so, we can guess they’ve declined or are missing from areas where prairie dogs have been eradicated.
Leaf roosting has made him unusual in other ways, too. Most bats roost head-down but this species roosts head-up so it can exit the leaves quickly. Leaves are smooth and slippery so the bat has evolved suction cups on his wings and feet. These cups look like disks, hence his name.
Above, the bat is showing off his wing disks but his arms look really weird and stubby. To understand this it helps to know a little about bat-wing anatomy.
Bats’ wings are made of skin stretched from their armpits to their fingertips. Their four fingers, encased in thin skin, have evolved to be very long to give the wings their breadth. Bats’ thumbs, however, are not inside their wings and their thumbs are short.
In the photo above you can see the attic bats’ long fingers. The joint of the wing is at the bat’s hand/wrist. I’ve circled the tiny thumb. This one has a claw but Spix’s disk-winged bats have a suction-cup there instead.
When bats roost, they close their fingers to fold their wings. Most bats grab a perch with their feet but Spix’s uses suction cups to latch onto the inside of the leaf.
Suction cups on his feet alone are not enough. This bat is hanging on by his thumbs.
(photo of a Spix’s disk-winged bat taken near Golfo Ducle, Costa Rica by Alan Wolf. Bat wing from Wikimedia Commons. Click on each photo to see the original.)
p.s. Thanks to Peter Bell for alerting me to this fascinating bat.
On Monday I described how American Indians shaped the landscape before European arrival. We shape it too, though we don’t always realize how. Case in point: There are more deer in North America now than there were before Columbus landed in 1492.
Because deer are a prey species, their abundance is tied to their predators. When American Indians ruled the continent they hunted deer for food and to control the population so the animals would not decimate their crops. They knew that either no deer or too many deer meant less food.
European Americans are still figuring out how to balance the deer population. We overdid it a century ago by uncontrolled hunting that killed all the deer in Pennsylvania. Uh oh! Pennsylvania passed hunting laws and imported deer from Virginia to repopulate our state.
Now we’ve erred on the other side. We’ve eliminated the deer’s other predators and protected them from hunting so well that their population has exploded into every nook and cranny including city neighborhoods.
Sharon Leadbitter spends a lot of time photographing nature at Allegheny Cemetery in the city’s Lawrenceville district. Deer are often her photo subjects because they’re everywhere. In a conversation with the president of the cemetery she learned that about 300 deer live there in three herds. This is way too many deer for the land to support so they move throughout the neighborhood eating gardens, shrubs, flowers and handouts.
Since most of the “inhabitants” are dead and the living come quietly to pay their respects, the cemetery’s deer are almost tame. Sharon says this is both a blessing and a curse, “Some of the blessings are that the deer will eat out of your hand if they know you. The curse would be this great interaction. People feed all manner of things to these animals. White bread, cereal, I’ve even seen a candy bar being fed. It only takes once for someone to be bitten or kicked. These are not pets but because the animals have lost most of their healthy fear, people don’t realize that they are still semi-wild.”
Deer browse and gambol among the headstones, unconcerned by living visitors. Sharon filmed a fawn playing among the tombstones last June while his mother watched.
“The cemetery is a great place to have some quiet time and reconnect with nature,” says Sharon. “Come check it out but always maintain a respectful distance, or even better stay in the car” when you visit the deer among the dead.