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Jul. 10th, 2017 10:21 pmPop quiz time: Can you guess what kind of animal was featured in the latest post on Facebook? I'll give you a hint. The black-crowned night heron is still alive and I'm more surprised by that fact than I am by the fact that he seems to be gaining weight. If you guessed "black-crowned night heron," then you must have been exiled from an alternate universe or maybe you're just new here because you don't know Jack. If you guessed "a goose," then congratulations. You win Jack-knowing. All of you people know what a goose is, right? Good. I'm not going to dignify it with a repost here. That is to say, I can't be fucked to find the picture on Facebook and upload it on imgur. It's a goose. We never not have a goose.
We have three adults and we might be getting a fourth very soon. We also have a couple of goslings in enrichment and juvenile geese hanging out with the goats because Greg wanted to see how they interact. Spoiler alert: we found Penelope's weakness. Also, the geese would probably try to swim around in their water and poop in it. Isa thought they were eating the goat's poop but they were just eating grass.
Two of the geese in med ward were trying to communicate with the gosling we (I want to say Isa and Amelia, but I can't tell anyone apart and I thought Isa was new when she's been there for six weeks. The only one I recognize is Jill and she had her hair in braids so I had trouble at first. Talia is gone, replaced with a lookalike who might be named Shelby. There's a woman with purple hair whose name may or may not be Mary. There's a girl at the desk whose name may or may not be Kayla) brought out to walk around the hallway. Meanwhile, his companion in enrichment was wondering where he went. I typed that stuff with gloves on so i wrote "emticenyyt" and auto-correct had no idea what I meant by that.
Night herons are things that most people I've talked to have never heard of and the only reason I know what a night heron is is because I've seen one before. He's still alive, thankfully, and he's gaining weight, and I'm less surprised by him gaining weight than I am by the fact that he's been with us for four weeks.
We have three different types of hawk. A red-tailed, a broad-winged, and a sharp-shinned.
the broad-winged left chunks of mice (I said to Jen that I counted at least seven bits of varying size but didn't want to get close enough) and his cage stinks of dead mice that have been left in a hot cage overnight. That is to say, bad in a very hard to describe way with hints of poop and iron oxide. It doesn't stink to the highest of heavens, like mulch or skunk spray or the fish bucket or the stuff that isn't bleach that we use to mop floors. Nay, it's more like the Strong Nuclear Force or perhaps Love of bad smells, in that you don't notice it until you stick your head in the cage to clean it and then WHAM.
The sharp-shinned wasn't using his legs and we think it might be due to a spinal injury. His body condition score was pretty good so it's a shame.
Somebody brought in what he thought was a mockingbird.
We have a tyrant flycatcher, which is a lot less intimidating than you'd expect from anything with that name. At least I think it's a tyrant flycatcher, there have been sightings of old world flycatchers and silky-flycatchers but they're considered anomalous.
A blue jay died over the weekend.
We plan to releas a hawk and a groundhog, or maybe I should say "we released a hawk and a groundhog" because I don't know.
We needed our second laundry bucket in Med Ward.
I swear I did this last time I was there. Last Monday doesn't count, the place was closed because apparently we had a long weekend even though we're open on the weekends. I did the same thing: stole a bin from Enrichment although my hunt was briefer this time around.
Someone stole the upstairs router.
The fence for the goat enclosure was painted pine green. They're building a classroom outside the goat pen which will no doubt be repurposed by the solstice after it's finished.
There were a bunch of those plush dogs and cats the carnival brought to us one snowy day in 2016 placed about the wildlife center.
The hallway reeked of skunks and death, which is appropriate as, somewhere, a skunk sprayed a dog and the dog was completely unfazed and killed it, and so they're having us submit it for rabies testing.
"He doesn't want mustard. You're not getting this pizza."
I think Telly is a girl dog. I mean, you could just look at the underside. Reminds me of a Let's Play the Incredible Machine video in which the guy keeps calling Curie Cat a he despite the cat being a calico and when I think about it, he could be named after Pierre Curie and have XXY chromosomes or be a chimera of two different coat color genes or a mosaic. But the programmers and artists probably meant for Curie Cat to be a girl.
Speaking of sex, tortoises have long necks. That's not a euphemism for anything. The unnamed male was mounting the unnamed female and he had his head sticking way way out of his shell.
Someone asked me if two of the turtles were making babies and I'm like "they're welcome to try, I mean, but they're different species." They're in the same family, though.
Primrose was eating a pasta salad with chickpeas, tortellini, radishes, green olives with pimentos and black olives. Someone was eating a sandwich with turkey, avocado, and spinach and thought the seeds on the roll looked like dove mix.
Sometimes fledgelings are like "you're not my mom." and want to eat but not from your hand.
burning question: why does the spaceship in Battletoads Double Dragon have blinking light panels on the outside? Is it a disco ship?
We have three adults and we might be getting a fourth very soon. We also have a couple of goslings in enrichment and juvenile geese hanging out with the goats because Greg wanted to see how they interact. Spoiler alert: we found Penelope's weakness. Also, the geese would probably try to swim around in their water and poop in it. Isa thought they were eating the goat's poop but they were just eating grass.
Two of the geese in med ward were trying to communicate with the gosling we (I want to say Isa and Amelia, but I can't tell anyone apart and I thought Isa was new when she's been there for six weeks. The only one I recognize is Jill and she had her hair in braids so I had trouble at first. Talia is gone, replaced with a lookalike who might be named Shelby. There's a woman with purple hair whose name may or may not be Mary. There's a girl at the desk whose name may or may not be Kayla) brought out to walk around the hallway. Meanwhile, his companion in enrichment was wondering where he went. I typed that stuff with gloves on so i wrote "emticenyyt" and auto-correct had no idea what I meant by that.
Night herons are things that most people I've talked to have never heard of and the only reason I know what a night heron is is because I've seen one before. He's still alive, thankfully, and he's gaining weight, and I'm less surprised by him gaining weight than I am by the fact that he's been with us for four weeks.
We have three different types of hawk. A red-tailed, a broad-winged, and a sharp-shinned.
the broad-winged left chunks of mice (I said to Jen that I counted at least seven bits of varying size but didn't want to get close enough) and his cage stinks of dead mice that have been left in a hot cage overnight. That is to say, bad in a very hard to describe way with hints of poop and iron oxide. It doesn't stink to the highest of heavens, like mulch or skunk spray or the fish bucket or the stuff that isn't bleach that we use to mop floors. Nay, it's more like the Strong Nuclear Force or perhaps Love of bad smells, in that you don't notice it until you stick your head in the cage to clean it and then WHAM.
The sharp-shinned wasn't using his legs and we think it might be due to a spinal injury. His body condition score was pretty good so it's a shame.
Somebody brought in what he thought was a mockingbird.
We have a tyrant flycatcher, which is a lot less intimidating than you'd expect from anything with that name. At least I think it's a tyrant flycatcher, there have been sightings of old world flycatchers and silky-flycatchers but they're considered anomalous.
A blue jay died over the weekend.
We plan to releas a hawk and a groundhog, or maybe I should say "we released a hawk and a groundhog" because I don't know.
We needed our second laundry bucket in Med Ward.
I swear I did this last time I was there. Last Monday doesn't count, the place was closed because apparently we had a long weekend even though we're open on the weekends. I did the same thing: stole a bin from Enrichment although my hunt was briefer this time around.
Someone stole the upstairs router.
The fence for the goat enclosure was painted pine green. They're building a classroom outside the goat pen which will no doubt be repurposed by the solstice after it's finished.
There were a bunch of those plush dogs and cats the carnival brought to us one snowy day in 2016 placed about the wildlife center.
The hallway reeked of skunks and death, which is appropriate as, somewhere, a skunk sprayed a dog and the dog was completely unfazed and killed it, and so they're having us submit it for rabies testing.
"He doesn't want mustard. You're not getting this pizza."
I think Telly is a girl dog. I mean, you could just look at the underside. Reminds me of a Let's Play the Incredible Machine video in which the guy keeps calling Curie Cat a he despite the cat being a calico and when I think about it, he could be named after Pierre Curie and have XXY chromosomes or be a chimera of two different coat color genes or a mosaic. But the programmers and artists probably meant for Curie Cat to be a girl.
Speaking of sex, tortoises have long necks. That's not a euphemism for anything. The unnamed male was mounting the unnamed female and he had his head sticking way way out of his shell.
Someone asked me if two of the turtles were making babies and I'm like "they're welcome to try, I mean, but they're different species." They're in the same family, though.
Primrose was eating a pasta salad with chickpeas, tortellini, radishes, green olives with pimentos and black olives. Someone was eating a sandwich with turkey, avocado, and spinach and thought the seeds on the roll looked like dove mix.
Sometimes fledgelings are like "you're not my mom." and want to eat but not from your hand.
burning question: why does the spaceship in Battletoads Double Dragon have blinking light panels on the outside? Is it a disco ship?
