“Keeper of Dreams”

ACSMag_BlackBearEIn North Carolina we do not concern ourselves with the presence of free roaming lions and tigers but bears, OH MY!! A 300 pound black bear was recently seen running through a playground in Eastern North Carolina, and only a few days earlier, an adolescent black bear visited a Community College Campus. Since these bear sightings are so close to home, it’s best that we get it all out on the table to keep ourselves, as well as the bears, safe. We don’t get many calls at the Outer Banks Wildlife Shelter in Newport regarding Black Bears, which is the only bear species found in North Carolina, but when we do, it’s usually a “What do I do?” call about sightings in their yard or at a business. Our advice is always focused on safety such as don’t keep your garbage cans close to the house and do not leave pet food on the deck when you know bears are in the area. We also provide phone numbers for County Wildlife Control Officers who are authorized and have the means to tranquilize and relocate bears, if necessary. Black Bears once dipped to very low population levels in the 90’s, but the comeback of the American Black bear is one of wildlife management’s greatest achievements in our state. It’s thrilling for many of us to view bears from a distance (key word – distance), but you should never approach it, try to feed it or leave food out for the bear. When you feed a bear, you are training a bear to expect hand outs from humans, and a trained bear is not a tame bear. Black Bears are omnivores, but approximately 75 to 85% of their diet is vegetable matter. Common foods in our area include clover, dandelions, tubers, wild berries, persimmons, pecans, acorns, wild oats, honey and the larvae of ants, bees, hornets and other insects. Our coastal bears also rely on agricultural crops such as wheat, soybeans, peanuts and corn. Black Bears are not very effective predators but will occasionally snag a prey animal. When natural foods are scarce or if they have experienced human hand outs, they can be attracted to homes, campgrounds or garbage dumps. Once a bear has been lured by people into bad habits, it becomes a danger and will probably have to be killed, an enormous loss of an extraordinarily majestic animal and just as huge a loss for people who want to responsibly enjoy observing a bear. Yes, they are unique and intriguing, but they are still wild animals, large and capable wild animals, and this magnificent animal should be treated with healthy respect.  Black Bears in North Carolina are usually black with a brown muzzle and a white patch on its chest. They have five toes on each foot with curved claws at the end of each toe enabling them to feed on insects and grubs in rotting logs. Although their eyesight is poor, they are adept at climbing, swimming, digging and running in which they have been clocked at 35 miles per hour. Bears prefer large expanses of uninhabited woodland or swampland with dense cover. In the east, lowland hardwoods, swamps and marshes provide good bear habitat because these terrains offer necessary travel paths, escape cover and natural foods that bears need to grow strong. Male bears, called boars, grow significantly larger than females and can weigh 500-600 pounds. However, North Carolina history gives Craven County props for the largest and current world record Black Bear tipping the scales at a whopping 880 lbs! Females, called sows, generally average between 250–300 pounds and usually birth two to four, 8 to 10 ounce cubs in the January time frame, who grow quickly on mother’s milk. Their dens are usually built in tree and ground cavities or in hollowed out logs, which they line with leaves, sticks and grasses. The cubs emerge from their den in early March but stay close, as they will continue to be nursed by Mom and stay with her for almost eighteen months. ACSMag_BlackBearCubEBy the time they reach six months they weigh between 10 to 15 pounds, not much larger than an average house cat.  This time of year, cubs will be roaming with their Mom, and females guarding their young will aggressively protect her babies from any perceived threat, including you. You never want to get between a mother and her young. If you see a cub, pay attention, don’t go anywhere near it, and know that the mother is not far away. Bears are intelligent, have keen senses of smell and hearing but fairly poor vision. They can usually see movement but might not be able to determine what it is. A Black Bear may appear to be docile and uninterested in your presence, but all wildlife can be unpredictable. Park Rangers and wildlife biologists advise that if a black bear approaches you, get big by waving your arms and also get loud, but do not run or climb a tree! They are faster and more efficient at both those physical activities than humans. Make as much noise as you can; clap, yell, throw rocks or bang on something. If you are holding food, throw it as far from you as possible. Black bears are generally shy and when you stand your ground they will avoid the commotion in most cases. A human’s change in attitude or perception will help keep people and bears safe. Bears do not have to be perceived as dangerous animals, but they are also not cuddly pets! ACSMag_CubInTreeEWillfully approaching a bear within 50 yards is illegal and violation of this federal regulation can result in fines and arrest. In the grand scheme of things, humans and bears were not really made to interact. According to Cherokee Legend, a bear is a “Keeper of Dreams, so in that same spirit of romancing the wild, it would be best to maintain a dream’s distance to ensure your own safety and that of the bear’s.

Have a safe and happy SUMMER!!

Linda Bergman-Althouse

author of  “Save Them All

The Good Mothers (revisit)

ACSMag-BarnSwallowsX_Nursery attendants have shifted into high gear to accommodate the every thirty minutes feeding schedule for the bird newborns and fledglings who now and will claim the Outer Banks Wildlife Shelter at 100 Wildlife Way in Newport as their foster home this summer. The incubators are full and the table and counters are covered with crab boxes, waterless fish tanks and netted doll playpens, all housing a variety of infant and juvenile bird species. Same size and compatible youngins like robins, blue jays and mockingbirds can room together, while some loners, who don’t get along with anybody, get their own space. We learned this the hard way when we tried to buddy a Titmouse with a House Finch years ago. We never knew a cute, tiny Titmouse could be so vicious. It was a frenzied evacuation, and we apologized to the terrorized Finch for the rest of the day. Wildlife rehabilitators squeeze in between and around canopied, human baby playpens on the floor used to restrict fully feathered adolescents who are still learning to eat on their own before the big move to an outside enclosure for flight school. Well-meaning people, who do not understand the natural behaviors of wildlife, deliver birdnapped, bobble-headed babies to the shelter every day. Unfeathered infant birds are the most fragile of all babies we receive during spring breeding season. The list of admit reasons is quite extensive; “I think they’ve been abandoned” (probably not) or “the big birds keep flying at me when I go near the nest” (but that’s understandable – protecting their children), or “they leave droppings on my car” (so . . maybe. . . move your car?), or “they nested in my mailbox” (how about . . . using a temporary mail container on top or to the side of the box for a few weeks, just until the little birds wave thank you, adios, hasta luego!). It’s a very slim chance they’ve been abandoned in most cases. Even if something happens to one bird parent the other will continue to bring food to the nest until the newborns are ready to take flight. ACSMag_2starlingsBlogEThe only excuses that really carry weight at the shelter are ” The cat was about to get them” or “I pulled the snake out of the nesting box, but he’d already eaten two.” (Yes, the snake must eat, but two is more than enough.) Living in the wild is harsh, even the semi-wild such as your backyard or workplace. Unfortunately, bird parents do not have the defenses needed to save their young from domestic or feral cats and dogs that injure, kill or orphan millions of birds each year, and they don’t pack the punch to whip up on an aggressive snake, either. Those little hollow legs just don’t have the Disney Ninja kick they need to do business. So, there are some good reasons to disrupt the family unit but not many. Although natural mothers provide better care, nutrition and survival training than any wildlife rehabilitator, we do our best as foster moms for the orphans in our care. We can feed the babies comparable diets, be it syringe fed formula, fruits, crickets, a variety of seed, meal worms and for the robins, juicy earthworms we dig out of the compost pile, but we don’t look like their parents (although some might want to debate that) and try as we might, we can’t teach them to be wild.ACSMag_feedingbirds_0202XBlog They just don’t take us seriously enough. They will have to depend on each other for that. Our golden advice is and has always been; if they are not in danger and there is a possibility the mother is around, wait. There are plenty of good mothers out there, even if you don’t see them. Wildlife mothers (and fathers) are devoted to the survival of their offspring, but Mom must leave the nest from time to time to feed herself and find food for the babies. After fledging, young birds will still hang with their parents and beg for food, much like human babies old enough to leave the nest but smart enough to know a good thing when they’ve got it. Have faith in the good wildlife mothers. They possess instinctive loyalty and tenacity far beyond our awareness. One of the Good Mothers we came in contact with a while back was a Mourning Dove who nested in a hanging plant every year at a hardware store. ACSMag_Good Mothers-1After situating herself, the clerks would pull other plants around her for safety, place a “Do Not Disturb” sign and pile straw beneath her chosen nesting spot to cushion a fall if a baby dove took a dive. One year, during a tropical storm, the torrential rains didn’t let up for hours, and we couldn’t help thinking about her; wondering if the hanging plant could possibly drain fast enough to prevent drowning the babies. A wildlife rehabilitator threw on her rain poncho and headed to the store, which was closed due to the hurricane threat, only to find the Good Mother hunkered down on her nest and although soaked herself, keeping her dependent brood dry. If you come across an active bird nest you feel is in a danger zone or has become a nuisance to you, please call us (OWLS) at (252)-240-1200 or a wildlife shelter close to you before displacing it. The bird world will thank you!
The first wild babies displaced this spring who reached our rehab door were mammals; squirrels, opossums and cottontails. They arrived in all stages of development, and our staff morphed into the Good Mothers needed for each species. We have already released the strong, feisty and ready to go their wild way early borns, and we are prepared to steadfastly stay the course throughout the summer, ensuring all wildlife orphans are properly raised and become strong and cleverly keen enough to live their second chance!

Best Always, (and have a safe and sensational summer!)

Linda Berman-Althouse

Author of  “Save Them All

“Smart as a Fox”

CS_FoxLT_Kit.We once received an evening call about a bunny burrow being unearthed by a snoopy Jack Russell Terrier. Although the cottontails were unharmed, separation of dog and bunny had to happen, as well as repairing the bunnies’ home. While replacing the nesting material and putting the infants back to ensure their Mom would continue feeding them, the wildlife rehabilitator noticed a shadowy figure across the road sitting very still and watching her every move. After closer examination, the patient observer turned out to be a very interested Red Fox. I probably don’t have to tell you that plans changed immediately, and the bunnies headed to the Outer Banks Wildlife Shelter in Newport to be raised and eventually released. It’s exciting when you catch a not so common glimpse of wildlife, especially an elusive species known to avoid people as they live their wild lives, but its unfortunate such a gorgeous creature as a Red Fox has so many unappreciative things said about it even though it’s part of the dog family, which is man’s best friend. Although they don’t readily sport any nicknames, people describe them as smart, clever and sly! They have taken on these descriptive terms because the problem solving fox is known for its many sophisticated tricks for losing predators like backtracking and running on fence poles to confuse or eliminate tracks. Although due to North Carolina law we cannot rehabilitate a Red Fox at our shelter, we have seen our share of beautiful foxes passing through the grounds at the facility and feel blessed that the bordering states’ wildlife rehabilitators can and do take on the task of fox rehabilitation. Because they are here, in Eastern North Carolina, we should know more about these stunning wild dogs and how to co-exist with them peacefully, especially since they eat lots of insects, mice and rats that would multiply much faster than we could manage if they weren’t on duty. The Red Fox is distinguished from other fox species by its ability to adapt quickly to new environments, however, foxes are shy, non-aggressive and primarily nocturnal animals, so it’s not likely most people will encounter a Red Fox in the wild. However, the Red Fox is the most widely distributed canid or wild dog in the world. CS_FoxLT_0089X (1)EIt is named for its red-orange coloration. The tail, body and top of the head are all some shade of yellow-orange to reddish-orange. The undersides are light, and the tips of the ears and lower legs are black. Red Foxes can occur in other color variations, such as black, silver, or a cross between red and silver, commonly known as a “cross fox.” A rare genetic condition, can also cause a Red Fox to appear brown or gray in color. The Red Fox may be active during warmer hours of the day since their thin coat lacks insulation. The tail, used for balance, signaling and thermal regulation, is long (about 70 percent as long as the head and body length), bushy and has a white tip. Adults are the size of a small dog and weigh from 7.7 to 15.4 pounds, but their skulls and muzzles are narrower than most domestic dogs. Their canine teeth are relatively long. Their eyes are specially adapted to night vision with a unique layer of cells that reflect light back through the eye, which is very cat like. North American Red Foxes are generally lightly built, with comparatively long bodies rather than the stout and heavy build of the European Red Fox. Preferred habitats include farm land, pastures, brushy fields and open forest stands. They frequently hunt the edges of these open habitats. The Red Fox, unlike other mammals, hears low-frequency sounds very well and can hear small animals digging underground. They frequently dig in the dirt to catch prey. Mice, meadow voles, squirrels and rabbits form the bulk of its diet, but it will also eat insects, reptiles, invertebrates, birds (including game birds, so keep your chickens close, very close), eggs, fruits and berries in spring, summer and fall. Since the Red Fox is also a scavenger, it may also eat carrion and garbage. They continue to hunt even when full and store the extra food under leaves and dirt. They are agile and capable of jumping over 6 to 7 foot fences and can swim well. Foxes are so athletic they have been known to climb trees and settle on low branches. The Red Fox mates from January through March. The female will make one or more dens or burrows, also called earths, right after mating. The extra den locations are used if the original den is disturbed. The same dens may be utilized year after year. A little less than two months after mating, the female gives birth to a litter of between one and seven kits. The male brings the female food while she is caring for the kits. The kits have short noses and resemble puppies when born. The parents create a patted down dirt area just outside the den, and the kits are allowed to play there when they are about a month old.CS_FoxLT_0019XE Mom discourages the youngsters from leaving that mound of dirt, especially when she is away hunting. CS_FoxLT_0047XEThe mother begins feeding her kits regurgitated food to wean them, and eventually she brings them live prey to “play” with and eat. Playing with live prey helps the young kits develop the skills they will need for hunting. They catch small rodents with a characteristic high pounce. This technique is one of the first things cubs learn as they begin to hunt. Red Foxes are usually together in pairs or small groups consisting of families, such as a mated pair and their young, or a male with several females with kinship ties. The young of the mated pair remains with their parents until at least the fall of the year they were born and will sometimes remain longer, especially females, to assist in caring for new kits. Although the Red Fox tends to prey on small mammals and smaller predators, it is vulnerable to attack from larger predators, such as wolves or coyotes, but in our coastal area, the human and their motor vehicles are the Red Fox’s most dangerous predators. Red Foxes have been known to live 10 – 14 years in captivity but live on average 5 years in the wild. Unfortunately, the Red Fox can become habituated to humans if easy access to unnatural foods exists. To avoid conflicts, people should keep their yards and neighborhoods free of feeding sources such as pet food. Sometimes well-intentioned people who feed feral cats attract red foxes, as well as coyotes, raccoons and opossums. A concentration of many species of wild animals sharing food sources could result in outbreaks of certain diseases, such as rabies or canine distemper. Sharing the planet with the Red Fox, as with any wild animals, demands that safety precautions be taken. Makes sense!

Happy Spring Everyone!!

Linda Bergman-Althouse

author of  “Same Them All”

“Cardinal College”

Blog_10Mar2013_LT_0007E Songbirds don’t get much attention in my shelter write-ups, because people see them routinely and, quite frankly, most of us take them for granted. With the recent white-outs across the region, the songbird who simply pops against the backdrop of falling and resting snow is the Northern Cardinal. This bird can be seen year round because it does not migrate as most other songbirds do and is probably the most easily recognized bird in our area and yours. The Northern Cardinal is a fairly large, long-tailed songbird with a short, very thick bill and a prominent crest. The cardinal is the only red bird in eastern North America with a crest on top of his or her head, which rises when the bird senses danger. They are gorgeous, be it an 8 to 9 inch long male cardinal who is brilliant red all over with a black mask or the stunning, pale brown female also with black face but who sports a bright orange bill that looks like recently applied coral lipstick.Blog_IMG_0185E Males with a brighter red color have more success finding a mate and enjoy greater reproductive rates than a duller color male. So, in this case, what you’re wearing counts! At the Outer Banks Wildlife Shelter in Newport, we get our share of infant cardinals to raise in the Spring and year around, the occasional window smacked or cat attacked adult who drops feathers everywhere in their attempt to survive an aggressive feline. Barring more serious injury than feather loss, the adults usually stay at the shelter for a long time, growing back their primary feathers, which is imperative to returning them to flight status. This year we’ve taken on a resident cardinal we named Duncan. As an infant he was admitted as an orphan with an eye problem and eventually lost sight in his right eye. He has, what we believe to be, a very comfortable and nicely decorated enclosure in the clinic hallway, where the action is, and he seems to enjoy all the attention he gets from the staff and the occasional tour. Routinely, we let him stretch his wings by flying around the building, and he accommodates all turns and straight aways very well despite his diminished sight. He loves to sing, and we love to hear his sweet whistling song. Both male and female cardinals sing, unlike many other songbirds in North America where only a male songbird is capable of singing. It’s interesting to note that biologists report some cardinal songs are sung with accents. Duncan also loves “shiny.” We make a point not to wear earrings around wildlife for some fairly obvious reasons, but one day one of our staffers forgot she was wearing her small diamond studs. Duncan spied one of the sparklies and zoomed in to remove the bauble to make it his own. He was relentless and clasped onto the stone fiercely with his vice-grip beak before the earring was removed from her ear and eventually pried from Duncan’s beak. Fortunately, the staffer was not injured. Duncan is such a little pistol! Blog_Duncan_Feb2014_IMG_0077EWe often see cardinals in our backyards, parks, wooded areas, brushy swamps and forest edges. You will also often see them in pairs because they are monogamous and mate for life. Their common name, as well as the scientific name, Cardinal, refers to the cardinals of the Roman Catholic Church, who wear distinctive red robes and caps. “Northern” refers to the region where they are found. Cardinals are also called Red Birds and Virginia Nightingales. A group of cardinals has a number of names to include a college, conclave, deck, radiance and Vatican. Northern Cardinals begin their breeding season in early Spring. The males and females sing to each other during courtship, and the male has been observed feeding seed to the female beak-to-beak. A male becomes very territorial, defending his territory and mate aggressively. They often attack their own reflections, mistaking them for other males. During breeding season, they nest generally less than eight feet off the ground in dense tangles of shrubs and vines. Northern Cardinals build a cup-shaped nest using twigs, leaves, grass, bark strips, roots, weed stems, paper and hair. They have also been known to use threads from Poison Ivy stems! A clutch of three to four eggs is laid and incubation, which the female takes sole responsibility for, lasts only 12-13 days. Fledglings and immature cardinals look more like females than males. CardinalFledgling1Cardinals keep a very neat house or nest I should say. When hatched youngsters defecate, one of the parents removes the fecal sacs and carries them away from the nest to ensure their location remains hidden from predators such as owls, hawks, foxes, cats, raccoons, skunks and opossums. After fledging, the juveniles continue to be cared for by the male for approximately 3 weeks. The young are taught to forage for insects, seeds and fruit. Northern Cardinals are known to include 51 kinds of beetles, four types of grasshoppers, termites, ants, flies, dragonflies, leaf hoppers, cicadas and aphids in their diet. Although they do good works to help keep pest insects at bay, cardinals usually have a fairly short life span. Most cardinals live only a few years or less, however rare 10-15 year banded birds have been discovered still living in the wild and of course, captivity increases their longevity. Many years ago, the cardinal was once prized as a pet, but although it is not a migratory bird, its sale as a cage bird is banned in the United States by the Migratory Bird Treaty Act of 1918. The Northern Cardinal is so beloved, it is the state bird of seven states; Illinois, Ohio, Indiana, Kentucky, Virginia, West Virginia and the great state of North Carolina! With Duncan in the house, we know why this resplendent red bird is chosen as a favorite so often!

Happy Spring!

Linda Bergman-Althouse

author of “Save Them All

“The Water Witch”

WPBlog_Pied-BilledGrebeFeb2014SubNot often do the volunteers and staff at the Outer Banks Wildlife Shelter in Newport get their hands on a Pied-Billed Grebe, but it happened just a few weeks ago. You see, Grebes are extremely elusive and won’t be found on land unless something has gone wrong. When someone with a compassionate heart found the petite Grebe scooting along the ground, it was thought at the time that the water bird must have a broken leg or two. So, the rescuer scooped him up and transported the short-billed, wide-eyed critter to the shelter. Our examination revealed no injuries to wings or legs and no presence of toxins or illness. Although Grebes rarely fly, when they do, it’s usually at night. So, because the small Grebe is not talking, our educated theory is during flight on a rainy night, an attempted landing on a shiny spot he misidentified as a body of water caused him to belly flop onto wet pavement. Fortunately for him, it was a landing instead of a dive, so although jarring, he survived the mistake but found himself displaced. We decided the best treatment plan would be observation, plenty of good food, water play and Rest & Recuperation so he could recover from the shock and trauma of the predicament he found himself in before we return him to his happy place in the wild. The Pied-Billed Grebe, also known as American dabchick, Devil-diver, Dive-dapper and Water Witch, as well as a few other names, are excellent freshwater swimmers and divers, but they don’t walk very well on land because their feet are far back on their body, similar to the Loon. They can run for a short distance on water, but on land they are not stable and will fall over. PB Grebes are small and stocky with a short neck, compared to other water or marsh birds. They measure between 12 – 15 inches in length and weigh only 9 to 20 ounces. Their wingspan extends from 18 – 24 inches. Their chicken-like bill is short, blunt and light gray. The PB Grebe is mainly brown with a darker brown head and back, which serves as excellent camouflage in the marshes where they live. In the summer the bill sports a black band and their throat area looks much darker, almost black. WPBlog_PiedBillGrebe_Feb2014Sub_edited-1Grebe feathers are dense, soft and waterproof. They have the ability to pull their feathers tight against their body to manage buoyancy as necessary. If danger lurks, they will dive, subtly – no big splash, basically just sink like a gator, up to 20 feet rather than fly to avoid predators. PB Grebes will stay under water for about 30 seconds while moving to a safer location. They often swim low in the water anyway, exposing only their head and neck watching for potential threats. During breeding season, the Pied-Billed Grebe couple, who have courted by singing to each other or together, will use a variety of plant material and twigs to build floating nests on the surface of the water. The nests are built close to shore but far enough away to protect them from a predator attack, which might show up in the form of a dog, cat, raccoon or human. They lay up to two sets of bluish-white eggs each year, numbering 3 to 10 per clutch. Incubation takes about 23 days and both parents oblige, although the female will take over the responsibility toward the end of the incubation period. If the parents have to leave the nest unattended, they will cover all the eggs with nesting material to protect them from predators while they are away. As soon as the youngsters hatch, they are able to swim, although not well and will climb onto a parent’s back for much of their travels until they are skillful enough to dive, hunt and swim like Mom and Pop. Both parents raise the young and will even dive for food with young ones clinging to them. Pied-Billed Grebes prefer to dine on aquatic invertebrates, such as crayfish, snails, leeches and insects but will also feed on small fish, frogs and tadpoles. Their stout, thick bill enables them to crush crustaceans like mussels. They sometimes add plants to their diet, too. An interesting and not well known fact about the “Water Witch” is they have a tendency to eat their own feathers and also feed them to their hatchlings. It’s believed that this odd diet choice assists in the formation of pellets containing indigestible material that can be expelled and to reduce vulnerability to gastric parasites. The greatest threat to the Pied-Billed Grebe is habitat loss. They need wetlands, and wetlands are being lost to draining and filling for residential use. Pied-billed Grebe (Podilymbus podiceps) Morro Bay CA 13 Dec 2010Grebes are shy and very sensitive to disturbances. Even the waves from boats can destroy nests and cause frightened PB Grebes to abandon their nests. Grebes have been declared endangered or threatened in many states, although they haven’t made the list in North Carolina yet. Our Pied-Billed Grebe is a cooperative cutie and doing very well. He will be swimming and diving waters near you soon, and he may even be on the periphery of where you are by the time you are reading this article.

Dive on little Water Witch!! Dive on!

Linda Bergman-Althouse

Author of “Save Them All

 

“Where Eagles Fly”

BlogJan2014_CSMag_IMG_0634The largest and most majestic bird we admit and treat at our shelter in Newport is America’s national bird and national animal, the American Bald Eagle. Before 1982, North Carolina had no breeding pairs, but due to eagle restoration work and eagle population expansion in neighboring states, North Carolina now has more than 125 nesting pairs. Since Bald Eagles are becoming more plentiful in North Carolina, we are increasingly seeing injuries in this species. Most recently an eagle was spotted walking in a field for a few days. Raptors will land when hunting, although eagles usually fish, so it’s unusual to see them in the same place and on the ground for days in a row. Ryan Taylor, Carteret County Wildlife Enforcement Officer, got involved and managed to capture the mature eagle, who could not fly, and transport him to our shelter. After a thorough examination, including x-rays, we found a dislocated elbow. He must have been in a lot of pain, but wild animals hide their suffering from other animals, including humans, who could possibly do them more harm if they appear distressed or injured. We gave the Bald Eagle anti-inflammatories, fluids and contacted the Carolina Raptor Center in Charlotte to see if an eagle size enclosure was available to house our recently admitted Bald Eagle for an extended stay. After stabilizing our patient, one of our volunteers (subject author) headed over the road with eagle in tow to meet a Carolina Raptor Center volunteer at a half-way point, which happened to be Winterville. BlogJan2014CSMag__MG_5130The exchange went as planned and the eagle is in the Raptor Center’s care for the recovery time required. When healed and ready to travel, he will be returned to our coastal area for release. It is thought that eagles mate for life, so his partner might still be waiting for him. Speaking of bird relationships, Bald Eagle courtship is quite an impressive show involving elaborate, spectacular calls and flight displays that include swoops, chases and cartwheels. They have been seen flying high, locking talons, free falling and separating just before hitting the ground. Their call consists of rapid-fire, chirping whistles, kleek kik ik ik ik, somewhat similar in cadence to a gull’s call. Younger birds’ calls tend to be more harsh and shrill than adults. Bald Eagles are big. Although North Carolina eagles aren’t as large as Alaskan eagles, they still stand up to 40 inches tall with a 6 to 7 foot wingspan. Females are generally 25% larger than males. The only larger species of raptor-like birds is the California Condor. Something interesting to note is Bald Eagles increase in size the further they are located away from the Equator and the tropics which, coincidentally, is in keeping with Bergmann’s Rule. Bald Eagles are not actually bald. ‘Bald’ makes reference to the “white feathered head” that becomes evident in maturity, which occurs between 4 and 5 years of age. The yellow eyed adult is dark brown with white head and tail. Their yellow hooked beak is large and their feather free feet are also bright yellow. Eagle toes are short but bear extremely long talons. The plumage of the immature eagle is brown and it sports a black, yellow-tipped beak. You will find Bald Eagles, also called Sea Eagles, mainly near large bodies of open water with an abundant fish supply. Although fish comprise the majority of their diet, the Bald Eagle is an opportunistic carnivore who will dine on a variety of prey such as mammals, eggs and other birds, mainly water birds. They are also known to engage in kleptoparasitism, which means they have the rude habit of pirating prey from other predators. If meals are hard to come by they will scavenge campsites, picnics or garbage dumps. Healthy adult Bald Eagles are not preyed upon in the wild, so they are considered apex predators, alphas, right up there with alligators, grizzlies and Orcas. These huge raptors require old-growth coniferous or hardwood trees for nesting. The Bald Eagle builds the largest nest of any North American bird and the largest tree nest ever recorded for any animal species was found in Florida and measured 20 feet deep, 10 feet wide, weighed more than 2000 pounds and belonged to mated Bald Eagles. Selected trees must have good visibility, close proximity to prey and be over 66 feet tall, unless built over a swamp. Those trees can be shorter. BlogJan2014_CSMag_IMG_6084wThe same nest may be used for years but usually less than 5 years due to degeneration from weather and the elements. Bald eagles breed earlier than most birds. Egg laying is often late February and both males and females take turns incubating the eggs, although the female does most of the incubation. The parent not incubating will hunt for food or look for nesting material, mainly large sticks, during this stage. Eagles usually lay 2 to 3 speckled ivory, tennis ball size eggs in staggered, one a day succession. Hatching occurs from mid April to early May with youngsters fledging late June to early July. Youngster eagles learn everything from their parents through observation and sometimes, tough love is necessary before they will venture from the nest to acquire their own meal. Instinct is one thing, honed skill is another. A young eagle will spend its first 4 years wandering North America looking for summering and wintering areas where food is accessible and eventually settling within 250 miles of the nest where the eagle hatched after choosing a mate. The average lifespan of Bald Eagles in the wild is 20 to 25 years, with the oldest confirmed at 28 years. In captivity, they often live longer. One captive Bald Eagle is said to have lived nearly 50 years. Eagles are protected by the Bald and Golden Eagle Protection Act and the Migratory Bird Treaty Act, both federal wildlife statutes. Violations of these statutes carry maximum criminal penalties up to $100,000 and/or one year in federal prison. January is National Bald Eagle Watch Month across the country and now, North Carolina is a good place to watch Bald Eagles, thanks to restoration projects. One of the first conservation projects undertaken in our state was restoring Bald Eagles at Mattamuskeet National Wildlife Refuge in 1983. The last update from the Carolina Raptor Center declares our dislocated elbow eagle is doing very well and should make a full recovery. Although we are lacking “Mountains High” on our coast, we will still be able to see “Where Eagles Fly” when our big boy returns sometime early 2014. There is so much to know about this extraordinary animal and unfortunately, it can’t all be said here.

HAPPY NEW YEAR EVERYONE!!!! Wishing you the best that life has to offer in 2014 and beyond!

Linda Bergman-Althouse,   author of “Save Them All

“Coming Together”

FB_BlogMG_8133_Dec2013Plenty of rescue stories come through the door at the Outer Banks Wildlife Shelter in Newport that volunteers and staff repeat over and over again because they bring us joy and an opportunity to recall the 2nd chances we help make happen. But sometimes a wildlife memory is produced at the shelter that has nothing to do with an injured or distressed animal admitted to our clinic. In this season of giving and reflecting, it’s a great time to share this once in a lifetime story, so let me tell you one of our favorite memories. If there exists such a thing as a normal, or let’s say routine day at our wildlife shelter, especially in the winter, it would be one of manning the phones and admit desk, examining incoming patients, preparing specie specific diets for delivery at meal time, administering medications, cleaning and disinfecting kennel cabs, sweeping, mopping, taking out the trash, locking every patient in for the night and setting the alarm. If there’s a moment of down time in all of that, the small crew of two or three rehabilitators come together to discuss patient care or the latest happening in each of our lives over a spot of afternoon tea in the humans’ kitchen. One winter day started ‘average’ enough, but turned out to be anything but routine. We witnessed an “in the wild” incident so rare it begged for a camcorder bolted to the top of a helmet, similar to those worn during extreme sports or the super bowl, which I should surely be required to wear while tending to tasks at the wildlife shelter. Of course, no one at the shelter wears one, but without videotape, who will fully appreciate or believe our story without seeing it play out for themselves. Still shots can only do so much but here goes.  Passing through the kitchen, I stopped to watch the over wintering hummingbird hover near the nectar feeder outside the window. My hummingbirds at home in Jacksonville packed up and left for Brazil or Costa Rica months ago, but this little chubby guy was still hanging tough in our 40-degree weather. At the same time, a Great Blue Heron passed over the building, straight as an arrow, his long thin legs dangling after him like the tail of a kite. I ran to the gift shop window to see if he was coming down to our pond. Although Herons find swampland more suitable at mealtime, they visit our pond occasionally, and he did. I didn’t know if he would stay long, though. Being solitary hunters, the presence of so many ducks and geese may prove annoying for the lanky fisherman. I yelled for Maria to come watch and through binoculars we saw him gracefully move into position behind the bare limbs of a bush whose roots drink from the pond. With head lowered, he stalked all movement under the water and despite twenty geese paddling over to nose into his business, within minutes his head shot into the pond, catching a six-inch Bluegill with his spear-like bill. He immediately took flight over the building with the fish tightly clamped in his mouth, so we hurried to the back window to see him go. By the time we reached clear pane, he was turning around and heading back toward the pond with no fish. The fish was way too wide to swallow whole in flight, so we figured the large, gray seabird dropped the fish, but wondered why he didn’t just come down and get it? Maria and I decided to go outside and look for this fish out of water. If it were still alive, we’d throw him back in the pond. Come on, it’s what we do. Donned in puffy vests we spread out and walked toward the aerial path taken by the Heron. “Stop. Don’t move,” Maria whispered loudly. Within 25 feet, we stood face to face with a stout and sturdy Redtailed Hawk on the ground, her talons securely embedded in the fish the Heron accidentally dropped, or quite possibly, the aggressive, territorial bird of prey caused the Heron to drop it. We will never know for sure, but something told us it was probably the latter. With her mouth open, the Redtail, North America’s largest hawk, looked at us, then down at the fish and back at us. Since her eyesight is eight times more powerful than a human’s, we knew she was seeing us and our intent much more clearly than we were seeing her. We backed away slowly and like a CH-46 Sea Knight helicopter, the heavily built Redtailed Hawk lifted to a sturdy pine branch, Bluegill in tow and proceeded to dine on fish.  RB_BlogRedtailDec2013We weren’t sure if she’d ever eaten fish before, as they usually feed on small rodents and an occasional snake or frog. After watching her tear into her alleged stolen food for a few minutes, we went back to the gift shop window and found the Heron, planted and waiting patiently in the same fish blind he’d used before. The geese had lost interest in his presence. It only took a few more minutes until the Great Blue surfaced an even bigger Bluegill, at least 8 inches, which he toyed with a bit before seriously making short work of his lunch. Even in nature, good karma is present (at least for the Heron . . . not so much for the fish). This extraordinary experience was compelling, absolutely powerful and took all of ten minutes or less. Those precious moments were a once in a lifetime “coming together” of Heron, Hawk and Humans. Though brief, a strong message was sent and well received . . . . We should all be walking life’s journey fully awake.

MERRY  CHRISTMAS  EVERYONE!!

Linda Bergman-Althouse

author of “Save Them All