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More About Ravens

3/17/2017

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It is officially spring here.  The snow finally melted and the winter quiet is over. Outside it is filled with the sounds of birds bustling about hurrying to catch up on the breeding and rearing time lost in our unusual West Coast cold spell.  The ravens are no exception and Big Boy who I have watched for several years now shows up twice a day to collect my food offerings.  He had disappeared for about two weeks while he and his mate were busy building a nest and laying some eggs.  For the next month or so until they hatch she will guard the nest with her life and it is the job of the male to feed her.  He knows I will help and when I hear his polite cronk I try to give him any protein I have on hand.  Sometimes it is only cat kibble but if I have meat scraps I share them with him.  I can tell he is stressed because whenever he shows up the feathers on his head are shaped like ear tufts and that usually is only visible when he is in a state of excitement or nervousness.  His other feathers are disheveled as well and since I believe he is an older raven the pressure to feed another adult must be enormous.  That pressure increases even more so when the babies arrive and last year the adults successfully brought four to adolescence before they sent them packing and out of their territory.  Young ravens band together for survival during their first winter and like all young thugs the raven parents want nothing to do with them.  Having the babies around is an event and last summer was the first year that the adults trust level was high enough that they brought the babies here.  Other years they have trained them elsewhere returning here only after they have launched their young.  Having two ravens in the neighbourhood can be noisy but having four additional raucous young birds is both comical and awful.  For about six weeks they stalk their harried parents demanding food and when they start to be ignored in the weaning phase the bored youngsters find other toys to play with.  They are like destructive puppies and are hard on the garden, our carefully organized recycle items like plastic and cans and, of course, our sleep.  When the sun rises so does the noise level.
A Shift of Thought:
I don't just watch the local ravens: I have also been an avid follower of the Wellesley College Raven Cam in the US and today when I checked in I found the cam down due to the loss of Henry, the male raven.  He hit a window and died.  After 2 years of watching him and Pauline diligently raise their young I am very distressed by this loss of this lovely bird and appreciate the respect the operators of the cam are showing to the remaining raven who will now have to struggle to feed herself while protecting her eggs and rearing her young without the help of her mate.  They have shut the cam down to give Pauline time to grieve, and she will, because it is not only about survival when ravens mate.  It is about sharing a life together and being wild birds it is one fraught with all kinds of danger.  On that note, I hope that Big Boy and his partner are able to overcome the delayed start of spring and bring their young ones to adulthood.  It will be noisy here again but if we don't get the chance to sleep in beyond sunrise this summer it means that they are successful.  I can live with that.

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Jackie
3/30/2017 07:01:09 pm

On another note, anyone who lives in the lower mainland will have heard about Canuck the Crow. He was found as a baby and cared for by a family. He has a band on his leg and is seen by many; sometimes coming into an open car window and settling on a dashboard - especially if there's anything shiny which might have caught his eye. There was a police incident last year where he scooped down and took a knife that had been used in a stabbing. It was later recovered.
This past weekend he was whacked over the head at a soccer tournament on the East side of town where he usually hangs out. Immediately 800+ comments went up on a website. He was knocked out for about 10 minutes but was taken to animal rescue and apparently is doing well.

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