Friday, August 28, 2009

Issue 6 - Whitetail Deer

Issue 6 -  August 28, 2009                                          Whitetail Deer


Well, good morning and welcome to another day in Paradise!   Sun’s coming up and the coffee smells great………

You know, there probably isn’t another animal in the Hill Country that is more well known and cherished than the Whitetail Deer.  Deer seem to be a part of our Texas psyche and deeply imbedded in our culture.  They have fed and clothed generations of Texans, added immeasurably to our sporting pleasure, and our landscape just wouldn’t be the same without them.  There is nothing more majestic than a big buck moving quickly through the hardwoods on a cool morning.  There is nothing that will warm your soul more than watching a doe standing over her twin fawns still wet in their spotted coats.

(Kingdom; Animalia, Phylum; Chordata, Class; Mammalia, Order; Artiodactyla, Family; Cervidae, Genus: Odocoileus, Species: O. Virginianus)

The picture above was taken shortly after dawn of a buck in velvet nibbling on a feed block just behind my house.  Barbara and Marty (of ‘Walk Like A Man’ fame) probably recognize the photo’s background because it is the same view of the mouth of the Guadalupe that they see when looking south out their back porch.

I’d guess this buck is 3 ½ years old.  He’s certainly mature and in the prime of his life, but he doesn’t have the sagging belly, heft, or swayback of a really old buck.  It looks to me like he’ll be a nine or ten pointer this year, with long brow tines, when he looses his velvet and his antlers harden.  I’d say this one is a typical buck for our area.

I occasionally put out a protein block behind the house to give the deer (and other animals) something nutritious to nibble.  Since it’s so blasted hot and dry this year, the forage has been pretty poor for the deer and to me they seem to be thin and stressed.  By stressed I mean that I see them out feeding or drinking from the river during the heat of the day, when they should be bedded down in the shade somewhere.  Normally I just observe and don’t interfere with Mother Nature, but I figure that a little extra food during this period of drought won’t throw off the cosmic balance.

There are at least fifteen different bucks that come to my yard and feed although they don’t all come every day.   I can recognize them as individuals from their horns and, at least here in my part of the Peninsula, I know their social hierarchy.  Their social interactions and their displays of dominance, aggression and even affection are fascinating.     In addition to the one pictured above, I can distinguish one ten pointer, four eight pointers, four sixes, one five, two four pointers and two spike horns.  I haven’t named them yet (but I bet Tom Prosch has names for the ones he hand feeds !?).

The dominant animal on my side of the Peninsula is the heaviest of the eight pointers.  He doesn’t have the biggest set of antlers but he is the largest animal and the others clearly defer to him.  The most common way they show this deference is to allow him to eat first.  He will walk straight in to the feed block and if another deer was on it they will move off about twenty feet or so and mill around until the big boy is finished.  Every once in a while, another buck will get too close to the big one and he will posture, stare them down, and sometimes feint a charge.   On rare occasions he will rear up and strike out with his front hooves.  However, it seems that all the deer know who is boss and don’t really push the issue with old Numero Uno.  They give him his space.  It is different, however, when lesser bucks of a similar size are the only ones around.

Two of the young six pointers (probably 1 ½ year olds) are well matched physically and act like a couple of teenagers whose older sister just bought them some Corona from Buddys.   They poke and prod and push and cavort around trying to act tough with one another.  (My mother called it ‘roughhousing’ when it was myself and my two brothers.)  No harm is done and it normally turns out that the uphill one wins these shoving matches.  None of the other deer pay much attention to them and that probably adds to their frustration.  (There is no joy in showing off if the girls aren’t impressed, even for deer.)   Later in the year when the rut begins, these two will probably go at it in a much more serious manner.

One young four pointer with lyre shaped antlers can always be seen tagging along behind another of the eight pointers, one who appears quite old and, I believe, injured.  This old fellow has gnarly, short antlers and is well past his prime.   They are an odd couple and I don’t really understand their bond.   It’s almost like the youngster is shadowing the old guy trying to learn from his experience.  The ancient eight pointer probably puts up with it because the four pointer is the only one who will listen to his stories over and over again.

There are about twenty does and button bucks in the vicinity too, but I can’t identify more than three or four individuals out of that group.   There are a few torn ears and a scar or two but they are difficult to distinguish.  There is a big old doe in this group who has two fawns at the moment.  She is quite dominant and can hold her own with the bucks as well.  I guess you would call her the matriarch of the group.  She must be a pretty good mother because her fawns look healthy and raising two young ones during this drought is quite an accomplishment.  I often see her early in the morning, along with a younger doe with one fawn, on the Petsch’s new green lawn at the corner of Puzzle Pass and Mystic Blvd.  As the crow flies, that’s about five hundred yards from my house.  This old doe used to bed down in the shade of the cedars behind the windmill and tank there on Puzzle Pass.  Now that construction is starting on that lot, she’ll probably find another bedding area a little farther west.  If anything, these whitetail adapt well.

Home range is usually less than a square mile for a whitetail.  In these trying times, however, they may range farther in order to find enough food.  They are herbivores and normally feed in the early morning and evening hours.  Their diet varies a little throughout the year with green plants favored in the spring and summer, acorns and corn in the fall, and buds and twigs from woody plants in the winter.

The whitetail is a ruminant and has a four-chambered stomach for digestion just like a cow.   Each chamber has a different function and this allows them to quickly eat a variety of different foods, digesting it at a later time in a safe spot in cover.  Yep, a deer chews (actually re-chews) its cud too.

This species is common in the US and Canada east of the Rockies and is found in all but five of the States.  Its range extends south through Mexico and Central America and whitetail can even be found in parts of Peru.  They have expanded into almost all agricultural areas and also where coniferous forests have been harvested and replaced by deciduous secondary growth.  They are generalists and can be found in a wide variety of habitats, from the mountains to the prairies, as the song goes.

The scientists will tell you that the largest deer live in the temperate regions of the US and Canada but they are full of baloney!  The Texas deer are the biggest and best, even if they don’t weigh as much and aren’t as tall.   (Our average doe is about 90 lbs and average buck only about 140 lb.)  At least there won’t be much argument about the size of their antlers because Texas deer are known, worldwide, for their impressive headgear.

These antlers (different from ‘horns’) are re-grown by the males every year.  All the bucks drop their antlers between December and February, after all the does are bred.   You can often find the ‘sheds’ from the previous year’s antlers in your hikes around Mystic Shores.   I’ve found perhaps a dozen sheds in the Peninsula in the past year, but then again I spend a lot of time walking the fields.

Antlers start to grow in the spring underneath a highly vascularized tissue known as velvet.  (I saw a buck earlier this year with blood on its face from a damaged velvet sheath.)  Normally the bucks are very careful not to damage the velvet as their antlers grow.  By the time the females enter estrus (the period called the ‘rut’) the buck’s antlers are fully developed, hard and polished.

Contrary to popular belief, you can not accurately tell the age of a deer by the number of points on their antlers.  Genetics and diet are the biggest factors and a yearling (1 ½ year old) buck can often have six or eight point branching antlers.

The rut is normally in late October or early November and is triggered by the declining amount of daylight.  The sexual maturation of the females is very much dependant on the population density.  This is one way Mother Nature adjusts the numbers and evens things out in good times and bad.  It is even possible for a doe to become pregnant in her first year, although this would only occur in extremely low population density situations (certainly not here).  Most females mature at 1 year of age and are able to reproduce after another six months.   Yearling does often have one fawn while older deer normally have twins in May or June.  The fawns, of course, have spots during their first summer which is an adaptation to optimize their camouflage and concealment during this critical period.  Fawns reportedly also have minimal scent which also aids them in hiding from predators.

There are few natural predators left to prey on whitetail.  Coyotes are probably the biggest threat to our Texas whitetails while cougars and the occasional bear still take their share farther west in the state.  However, mature whitetails can outrun coyotes, so they catch mostly the sick and very young.  This lack of significant predators is a big factor in the whitetail population explosion and the subsequent overpopulation problems many areas face.

The total population of whitetails in the US is now estimated to be thirty million animals.  Texas has the largest population of any state (gospel truth) with about four million whitetails and the Edwards Plateau of Central Texas has the highest population density (gospel truth again).

The deer’s coat is reddish-brown in the spring and summer and turns to a more grayish-brown in the fall and winter.  I personally think that there is a variation from animal to animal in coloration that is more pronounced than the seasonal change.  Some say that the older deer will have more gray.  Regardless, the deer can easily be recognized by the white underside of its tail.  This is raised when the deer is alarmed and runs off, and is the source of their common name ‘white-tail’.  Often this is the first thing you will notice when you spot a deer as you are walking (or driving) around our neighborhood.  The bright white tail bounding through the field really grabs your attention.  Raising their tail to show that flash of white is a message to all the deer in sight that there is danger afoot.

Whitetails communicate with one another in other ways too.  They have a fantastic sense of smell and scent is all important to them.  They have a number of scent glands on their bodies and routinely leave urine and scent markings throughout their territories.  Certainly one of the most important messages they convey this way is when the does are receptive for breeding.  They also make audible noises to communicate.

Fawns will squeal or bleat if they are looking for mommy and the does will bleat back.  Does will grunt to get the attention of other deer and will snort and thump the ground when they sense danger, as will bucks.   (The older the buck, the lower the pitch of his grunt.)  Aggressive bucks also make a unique noise best described as a ‘grunt-snort-wheeze’ pattern when they are aroused.

The bucks have their own communication scheme going in the fall that helps them find willing females and warn off competing males.  They create scent branches (with glands on their foreheads and near their eyes) overhanging scrapes that are checked regularly.  These scrapes are cleared areas the bucks paw down to the dirt with their front hooves, and then scent mark with urine that has dribbled over special glands on the inside of their hind legs.  Sign-post marks like antler rubs on small trees are often seen in the fall as well.

Once you’ve observed deer for a while, you can also get a feel for how they communicate with their posture and body language.  Last fall, my wife and I were walking over on Arthur Ct when a mature buck came out of the brush and began to circle us at about 15 yards.  He looked disheveled, had an aggressive stance, and was cocking his head and antlers toward us as if to say ‘You want some of this?’.  We quickly moved away and the deer just as quickly lost interest in us.   Attacks on people are very rare, but when they do happen, they can be serious.  This is the first and only time I’ve personally experienced this kind of behavior.   I suspect that the buck had recently lost a fight and was just looking for trouble.

Deer can carry the black-legged (deer) tick, and each year there are Texans who contract tick borne diseases.  If you get a rash or flu-like symptoms after being bitten by a tick, you should immediately seek medical attention.

Whitetails can live to be 20 years old but very few live to be half that age.  The average lifespan for whitetails is just 2 to 3 years.   Why so short?  Car accidents take the biggest toll.  Just think how many dead deer we see along side of route 306 every week.   Deer are constantly being hit by cars, but the ones on the roadside don’t stay there long with turkey vultures and ants acting as our clean up crews.   However, those carcasses are the tip of the iceberg because many more deer that we don’t see are hit by cars and escape into the brush before dying of their injuries.   It’s a sad reality, but it is one way protein gets efficiently recycled back into the food chain.  Plus, we also have the consolation that this is a relative rapid and painless way to adjust the deer population when the numbers are high.  Nature’s way through disease and/or starvation is a lot more ruthless.

You know, each and every day I’m here in Mystic Shores I take pleasure in all our creatures, but there is just something special about our deer.  Perhaps it is because they are so beautiful and graceful.   Perhaps it is because there are a lot of them and, since I see them frequently, they come to mind often.

Or perhaps it is because God decided to put in some extra effort and create the perfect animal to share and enrich our environment…… the whitetail deer.

Clay

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Issue 5 - Mexican Free-Tailed Bats

Issue 5 - August 9, 2009                                    Mexican Free-tailed Bats


I was on the shore of the Guadalupe River late last evening,  at my favorite fishing hole just across the road from Mark and Lacey’s, and my cell phone startles me with a noise halfway between a drum roll and a flamenco dance.  I leaned my fishing pole up against a stump and finally located the pocket that was buzzing.  It was too dark to see the screen so I gave the caller my best South Texan “Hurllo?”.  (I always lower my voice and get a southern accent when I am hunting and fishing.)

To my surprise, it was my neighbor Lisa Hooker and she was all excited.  “Clay, I’ve got something here that might interest you!  You might even want to do one of your nature write-ups on THEM.”  THEM turned out to be a group of Mexican Free-tailed Bats who decided to take up residence, on the residence, of Doug and Lisa down at the end of Pacific Place.  I’m fascinated about all of our creatures here in Mystic Shores and this one was WAY too good to pass up.

First order of business was for me to go see the bats.   It was already dark and the bats were all out of their roost by the time I got back up the hill to my home, so I decided to go down first thing this morning and scope it out.  Even though bats return to their roost at the crack of dawn, there was NO WAY I was going down to the Hooker’s place early and sneak around their yard in the dark.   I’ve seen Lisa shoot.

So, with my morning coffee still warm inside me and the sun up just a little, I went to the cul-de-sac in front of the Hooker’s home and immediately spotted a number of the bats returning from the night’s hunt.   They homed in from all points of the compass but once they got near the house, they entered a clockwise flight pattern and started swarming in a tight little funnel about twenty feet in diameter.   For all the world it looked like a little black tornado funnel.  After a couple of minutes, they individually peeled off to land on the limestone wall and then crawl to roost behind the second floor shutters.  There were a few hundred of them swirling around at the time and it was just amazing how they avoided a mid-air collision with one another.    It is also noisy in a bat roost, at least at that time of the day, with half of them chirping and chittering away.  The following picture doesn’t do the scene justice but it does show a dozen of them flying around.   Lisa estimated that there were about four hundred huddled behind the wooden shutter.


(Kingdom; Animalia, Phylum; Chordata, Class; Mammalia, Order; Chiroptera, Family; Molossidae, Genus: Tadarida, Species: T. brasiliensis)

I researched these creatures a bit and learned a few things about the little darlings.   Our Mexican Free-tailed Bats are not blind, don’t fly into your hair, attack babies or suck blood.   They are more beneficial than harmful.  They are also the official ‘flying mammal’ of Texas and are truly one of our great neighborhood creatures here at Mystic Shores.

Their common name is derived from the fact that they winter in Mexico (they are migratory) and that they have a unique tail which is not attached to their flight membrane for much of its length (see below).  Apparently, the latter feature is unique to this species and makes it easy to distinguish them from other bats.


The Mexican Free-tailed Bat is a medium size, dark brown bat with a wingspan of about twelve inches and a body about three and a half inches long.  They don’t weigh much (only 12.3 grams on average) and it takes about thirty five of them to total a pound.  In addition to their prominent tail, they have large, forward facing, wide-spread ears that aid in their ‘eco-location’ of prey.   This is their high frequency sonar-like capability that they use when flying around to detect and locate other objects.

They are nocturnal feeders and eat only flying insects, mostly small moths and mosquitoes.  Our local bats feed on migrating cotton bollworm moths when available, a severe agricultural pest.  They consume immense numbers of insects and it is estimated that a single large colony near San Antonio nightly consumes seventy five tons of insects.  That is a lot of bugs.

A couple of comments about their flight abilities are appropriate, because these creatures are outstanding flyers.   The wings are actually membranes spread between ‘fingers’ of their ‘hands’.  They are agile beyond belief and can catch, on the fly, about 1000 mosquitoes in an hour.  That is one mosquito every three to four seconds!  They are also fast flyers and leave the roost at about 35mph, and have been clocked as high as 60mph with a favorable wind.  The Mexican Free-tailed Bat flies pretty much straight to their feeding grounds and, in large colonies, it looks like a river of bats moving through the darkening sky.   They can also fly to high altitudes and have been recorded up to 10,000 feet high.  That’s almost two miles straight up!

In May of each year, our bats migrate up from Mexico and, shortly after arriving, the females have one pup each.   The pups in a colony are mostly born over a very brief period and reportedly three quarters of the births are within a five day window.  The pups are left together while the mothers are out hunting for food.   The mothers only move their babies if the roost is disturbed or if the colony relocates.  The mother bats return to nurse their pups several times a night.  This daily feeding continues for about five weeks.

The way mother bats find their own offspring in a roost of tens of thousands (or even hundreds of thousands) of baby bats all the same age is a subject of much study.   As many as 500 baby bats are crammed into a square foot of space in the ‘nursery’, which keeps them cozy and warm.  Apparently, the unique ‘cry’ and smell of each baby bat can be recognized by their mother.  That is truly amazing.

After they are weaned, young bats take their first flight.  From that point on, they are pretty much on their own.  In captivity, Mexican Free-tailed Bats have lived up to 18 years.

The Mexican Free-tailed Bats are numerous and widespread.   They can be found throughout the southwest US from Texas through California and further south through Mexico, Central America and all the way through Brazil to the middle of South America.  They are one of the most numerous mammals in this hemisphere.

Often they are concentrated in large cave complexes.  I saw many of them a few years back when I visited Carlsbad Cavern near El Paso and more recently watched the flight displays in Austin (Congress Avenue Bridge) and near Fredericksburg, Texas.  There are upwards of two million of these bats living in one cave south of us near Monterrey, Mexico, and as many as twenty million (!) at Bracken Cave (which is on private land) just a few miles down the road from us toward San Antonio.  The larger colonies are often nursery colonies where the females bear and raise their young.  Most of the males roost in other, but nearby, caves.

Such concentrations of life must leave a footprint, and with bat colonies they leave their ‘guano’.  Bat poop builds up over the years and has been mined for fertilizer in many areas.   Our Mexican Free-tailed Bats even contributed to the cause during the War of Northern Aggression.  In 1863, a gun powder factory was built in Texas that got a key ingredient, saltpeter, from bat guano.

Caves are not the only place where Mexican Free-tailed Bats will live.  They often shelter up in protected places like mines, tunnels, hollow trees and under bridges.  It also looks like they will try to set up shop on houses behind shutters here in Mystic Shores, if they feel safe from predators and are near water, which is where their preferred food source is concentrated.  This brings us back to the Hooker’s dilemma, because as eco-friendly as Doug and Lisa are, the guano will eventually become a problem and the infestation needs to be addressed.

Doug and Lisa have many options to get rid of the bats (killing them outright is distasteful and may not even be legal).  The most direct way of getting them to move on is just to plug up access to the nooks and crannies that they require to roost.  Stuffing fiberglass insulation around the perimeter of the shutters is reportedly one of the most effective ways to discourage them.  Of course, this method needs to be finished after dusk and after the bats are gone for the night.   (Also, there is an element of safety to this alternative because of the size and height of their home.)  However, the Hooker’s are considering an even better alternative and that is to build a “bat house”!

A bat house can be constructed (free plans are available on-line) that might give the bats an even better alternative to our attics or behind shutters on our houses.   The bats prefer dark, confined spaces where they can hang vertically without risk from predators.  The ideal bat house looks like a flattened birdhouse, with access slots on the bottom, mounted on a pole away from trees and other structures.  This is not too unlike the ones we put up to encourage swallows to nest.   Bat Conservation International is a group that can also provide additional information and assistance to design a bat house that will give the desired results.  It looks like the Hooker’s might have hit on a solution that will allow them to enjoy the benefits of having the bats around while eliminating the problem.  How cool is that?

Clay

Saturday, August 1, 2009

Issue 4 - Carolina Anole

Issue 4   -  August 1, 2009                                            Carolina Anole

Well……  Good Morning neighbors!  The coffee is on and dawn will be breaking soon.  It’s a little cooler too.  It doesn’t get much better than what we have here in Mystic Shores, but yesterday afternoon Mother Nature added a little extra.  We finally got a decent rain and the local wildlife has a little reprieve.

Let’s talk about contemporary little dinosaurs this morning, and I don’t mean that type that sells insurance on TV.  Certainly one of the most common little lizards around Mystic Shores is that bright green little fellow that was hanging around my back porch yesterday.  I’m sure you have all seen the ones I’m talking about.  They chase bugs, do ‘push-ups’ on the patio furniture, and often display a colorful throat patch.   This little fellow is most commonly called the Carolina Anole and he’s a fascinating and fun little creature to watch.



(Kingdom; Animalia, Phylum; Chordata, Class; Reptilia, Order; Squamata, Family; Polychrotidae, Genus: Anolis, Species: A. Carolinensis)

These arboreal little reptiles have a number of common names, including the Green Anole, American Anole, Red-throated Anole and the American Chameleon (although it is not a true chameleon).
The Carolina Anole thrives throughout the Southeast part of our wonderful country, particularly in the coastal plain and, here in Texas, can be found throughout the Hill Country and east to the Gulf (of course our Texas species is the biggest and best).

The bright green coloration is obviously a great benefit while hiding from predators and prey alike in the foliage.  However, it does have the capability to change color when the conditions warrant, hence the reference to the chameleons.  Interestingly, their coloration is often dependent on their temperature as much or more-so than their background.  When the temperature is 70 degrees or higher, they normally keep their green color.  When it is cooler, they turn brown.  Perhaps this is a trait that the species has developed over the millennia so that they better match their surroundings during the winter months.  Regardless, their color is triggered by changes in their hormone (intermedin) levels secreted by their pituitary gland.  They can also change colors if they are stressed out, nervous or possibly ill.

These little (5-7 inches in length) neighbors are active during the day and can often be seen running around in the garden or in areas where they might find insects.  They are good climbers and can go up and down trees and walls without any problem.   I think that the insects that are attracted to our porch lights during the evenings make for a good breakfast for the Anoles the following day.   Anoles will eat crickets, beetles, moths, flies and grasshoppers.  They don’t chew their food so they will stuff these bugs in their mouths and swallow them whole.  Of course, these small lizards must be careful because many birds will make a breakfast of them, if they get the chance.

More often than not, the ones you see on your porch will be the males and their courtship period will last from April into September.  The boys can be quite brazen for such a small fry and certainly take some chances.  The male of this species are very territorial and will protect their turf against all rivals.  One reason for the display of the red throat skin (called a ‘dewlap’) is to warn off competing males.  Often this is in combination with an aggressive bobbing up and down (like push-ups).  It’s also possible that this bobbing gives them better depth perception when they spot something.  The other reason for inflating their dewlap is to attract females.

If their displays are successful in enticing a willing female, she will start laying little white eggs, one at a time, in about two weeks.   She lays her dozen or so eggs in moist places like rotten logs or forest floor litter.  After an incubation period of about six weeks, the baby Anoles hatch and immediately must fend for themselves.  The parents have no role in raising the kids.

As the young Anoles grow to their full size of 5-7 inches, they will molt occasionally and often eat the shed skin.  They are also reportedly very susceptible to pesticides that are ingested with their insect prey.  If you spray pesticides around your yard, you probably won’t have too many Anoles around.

In the wild, the males have a life span of about two years and the females somewhat longer.  Often, you will see an Anole that is missing a piece of tail or perhaps even has a wound on its side or leg, which is most likely from an encounter with a bird.  One habit that Anoles have while hunting is to perch upside down on a tree trunk or wall with their tail hanging out in the air, swinging back and forth like a cat’s.  This makes an easy target for birds in the vicinity.

Anoles can grow new  tails but the new tail doesn’t have bones,  and is often kinked and brownish in color.

Anoles actually make good pets, and have been known to live up to seven years in captivity.  Care must be taken to feed them insects that are pesticide free, however.  Their overall health in captivity can be gauged by their color.  The greener, the healthier!

Anoles are harmless to humans and pets, although they will probably try to give you a pinch if you handle one improperly.

So, the next time you see a gecko on TV selling Geico Insurance, remember that we have a close cousin living amongst us here in Mystic Shores, and that he is a fascinating little member of our neighborhood!

Clay