Showing posts with label RAPTOR pick ups. Show all posts
Showing posts with label RAPTOR pick ups. Show all posts

Friday, July 18, 2008

Friday Feathers and one big sassy gal

For the latest installment of Friday Feathers:

Hints:
One individual family of this species of bird can eat more than 3000 rodents in a single nesting season.
This bird is the only representative of its genus in North America.

Friday feather 071808
*that small freckle is a clue*


And check out the foot on this gal:
Big GHOW feet
This great horned owl was caught in a soccer net. She is huge, too. More than 1600 grams. (for you non-mathical types: One pound translates to 453.5924 grams. It's a lot easier to just round it up to 454 grams per pound. So this bird is approaching 4 pounds. And she is probably a young bird, as you will see below. Look at that foot! Stretched out, it's nearly the size of a human hand.
She is being prepared for release and we like to band the birds who are going out. It's a good way to judge our success at rehabilitation. One really great band recovery I heard was a red-tailed hawk...eight years after its release, it was found dead. In Michigan. Sounds like it resumed its life and then some. But this GHOW is so huge, we didn't have a band BIG ENOUGH to fit around her leg.

To mark her, nail polish was used. An owl manicure.
GHOW manicure
Hot pink. Cause she's a girl. Will this bird end up in another soccer net? We will see...of the last four GHOW's who have come in, three were out of soccer nets.

Here's why it is thought she is a young bird:
Peacock Owl
Big time mantling. She looks like a peacock, doesn't she? That's a young bird thing to do.
"I'm a big scary bird....see how huge I am? I will kick your *ss if you come any closer."

Update on "hawk in barn" being "handled and hugged by well-meaning people":

The people were unwilling/unable to drive to meet a volunteer half-way, but they said they would give $25 to whomever came out to get the bird. I had to call in reinforcements and get Peggy (our dispatcher) involved. Hopefully she is able to find someone willing to go that far. Hurrumph. Dave at Bird TLC has airlines at his disposal. I understand the reluctance to drive that distance with gas at $4 a gallon. If I hadn't driven nearly 800 miles this week, I would have done the trip. I did a program every day this week, with an average of 100 miles per program. And the Adams County program was 270 miles. I wondered if we would have to take out a second on the house to pay for all that fuel.
Oh! Funny story:
Today's program was at the Cincinnati Nature Center. The guy who sits at the desk at the visitor center was excited that I had brought Lucy the Peregrine. He has hoped to stick his head in to see her, but he wasn't able to. After the program, I asked the guy if he would like to see Lucy. I got her out, and it drew a crowd (as these beautiful birds I work with, tend to do). I put her back after a few minutes and asked if he would like to meet the BARN OWL. I took him out and he did what he does every time he comes out of the carrier. Well, needless to say, it was loud. Really really loud. And people started pouring out of the offices. The looks on their faces was priceless. Even Bill Hopple, the president/ executive director came out to see what was going on. It was great. Everyone loved it.
It's not every day that a owl screaming like a woman being murdered is heard inside that building. It was huh-LARRY-us!

Thursday, August 09, 2007

The best laid plans of hawks and women

Don't you hate it when your life impinges on your blogging time?

I have an early program in the morning, so I thought I would go get the birds tonight so I wouldn't have to get up at zero-dark-thirty.
7:00 pm
I was on my way, when the good old cell phone rang and I saw that it was our evening/weekend dispatcher. I can't say no to her.
There was an injured red-tailed hawk in New Richmond, and could I go get it? Sigh. Of course. Dana, our dispatcher, is a sweet woman and I am listed as on call for evenings and weekends, and unfortunately, I told them that I would "go anywhere". Some of our pick-up volunteers only go to certain parts of town, which is their prerogative, so I usually get the 100 mile birds. Dana said that she called 12 people before trying me. She knows that I am Miss Busy-Busy, so she tries everyone she can first.
So I turned around and headed for New Richmond. Which is 40 or so miles away.
8:00 pm
As I was approaching New Richmond, I got another call. From a videography professor who I had promised to show owls to for a class project. But I thought that they wanted to do this last night, and when they didn't show up, I thought, Oh well.
So I told the guy I was picking up an injured bird and I would be there when I could. NO problem.

The hawk had been snared on a fence and the homeowner had actually run down to his neighbor's house to borrow welding gloves, got the bird, and put it in a large pet carrier and placed it in their nice cool basement. These people went over and above what we ask of people who call us.
It was an adult RT, on its back and stressed. I transferred it to a cardboard box, as the wife snapped pictures.
Okay. Bird in car. Go to RAPTOR. Still with me?

9:15 pm
Got to RAPTOR, set up perches and got some owls for the class. While they were filming, I called Cindy, our Bird Care Director, to find out where to take to hawk. She lives close to us, thankfully, so she said to bring the bird to her. Packed up some birds for tomorrow's program.

10:45 pm
Drop off hawk.

11:15 pm
Got home. Total miles driven since 7:00 pm: 108 miles.
Zzzzzzzzz.