CLASS OF 2012

When I last left off, we had seven birds learning the ropes here at Patuxent: chicks 4-12 through 7-12 and 9-12 through 11-12 (8-12 is skipped since he’s a genetic holdback). But why stop there?  Our aircraft would get awful lonely if they had only seven birds following them. Luckily, 12-12, 13-12 and 14-12 have hatched and are stepping into the wonderful world of migration.

Initially, we worried that #12-12 was a bit of a slow learner.  He didn’t catch onto eating out of the bowl or drinking on his own until after the (slightly younger) younger #13-12 was getting worked outside of his pen. That isn’t to say he hasn’t caught up as there are times you can work him from outside the enclosure with satisfactory results, but there are still times that his memory needs jogging.  Sometimes you still have to get into his pen and politely remind him that a puppet bouncing up and down in his food dish means suppertime.  Oh, and yes, little chick, you have to take a drink from those big red and white jugs. Maybe he just doesn’t like the food.  Can’t say I blame him – the grain tastes like really bad instant pancake batter – Or so I’m told.  Perhaps he’d change his tune if we offered him a nice piping hot plate of mozzarella sticks and cheese pizza.  It’d sure change my attitude.

Number 13-12 has a better grasp on things, despite being a few hours younger than 12-12.  He responds to the puppet more, eats and drinks more, and learned to be worked without having someone come into the pen every time, sooner.  Unfortunately, little 13-12 is under a soft quarantine.  He had some diarrhea yesterday morning, which is a never a good sign.  When that happens, you can’t enter his pen without donning Tyvek booties over your normal boots, so as not to track his cooties to some other bird’s pen. It’s kind of a pain.  Plus, you’re always a little worried whether or not he really does have some sort of bug but since you can usually work him from the outside, it’s not much of a big deal.

Since my stint in 2010, we’ve always had at least one or two crane chicks that have had the same treatment but they always got better.  In fact, 10-12 and 11-12 were under soft quarantine just a few days before number 13. A few daily doses of Baytril seemed to fix them.

Chick number 14-12 isn’t so much a crane as he is a guppy.  The first time he took a swig from his water jug (as reluctant as he was), it was love at first sip! Now, I can get him to drink from it without even asking… If anything, at times, I have to pull him away from it so he can eat. Usually, it’s the other way around (or, you’re just having to drag him everywhere). His current record is fourteen sips in one session; however, his appetite is only so-so.  The fact he’s drinking this well already an enormous step in the right direction. I did catch him taking some nice, big-boy bites from his bowl before I punched out for the day yesterday.  Not bad for a two-day-old if I say so myself – I think we can expect good things out of him once he meets the aircraft.

So now we should be up to date with making the introductions to this year’s class of little crane chicklets!

 #12-12 hatched on May 12th

 #13-12 hatched in the afternoon of May 12th

#14-12 hatched on May 15th.

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