This is me, swanning off

[ PASSIONATELY SINGS A SONG IN A LANGUAGE I DON’T UNDERSTAND] 

My fiancé once broke into a perfect rendition of the “the Real Folk Blues”, badly startling a friend who actually speaks Japanese.

blackyote:

Misadventures of a Black ‘Yote has reached 500 followers!  Go, me!  And a big THANK YOU to everyone who’s liked or reblogged my birds, serpents, and other miscellaneous animal-life.  I love you all.  :)

To commemorate this milestone I thought it would be fun to do my first ever Tumblr Give Away!  It begins today and ends one month from now: October 11th, 2014.  The rules are simple:

1. You must reblog this post.  Likes are appreciated but don’t count as entering in the contest.

2. Make sure your Ask Box is open, because that’s how I’ll alert you that you’ve won.  If I don’t get a response within 48 hours, a new winner will be chosen.  (I WILL ship internationally.)

Altogether three winners will be chosen.  Each receives a Wm Spear Design falcon pin of their choice.  The peregrine, kestrel, and gyrfalcon are in memory of dear friends we have lost in the past year: Gypsy, Callie, and Elros.

First place gets their pick, second place gets their pick, and third place gets the remaining pin.  Luckily they’re all beautiful!  I myself own a couple of these.

Good luck, everyone, and happy tumblring!  :)

In addition to wanting these, I must also reblog for the prettiness. :3

honpun:

rubygirl14:

honpun:

A birb in a local advertisement!

Because BIRBS love glasses!

They really do! That parrot is totally latched onto the temple. Honpun likes to grab the bridge of my glasses with his beak and just hold it. I’m glad that this business recognizes birds’ natural fascination with glasses. Bonus points if their product is extra sturdy/chew proof
Birbs in advertising and visual culture ftw
Actually just birds in everything ftw, yeah

So like, I want to like this? But on the other hand, dat weird alien neck photoshop job, tho

honpun:

rubygirl14:

honpun:

A birb in a local advertisement!

Because BIRBS love glasses!

They really do! That parrot is totally latched onto the temple. Honpun likes to grab the bridge of my glasses with his beak and just hold it. I’m glad that this business recognizes birds’ natural fascination with glasses. Bonus points if their product is extra sturdy/chew proof

Birbs in advertising and visual culture ftw

Actually just birds in everything ftw, yeah

So like, I want to like this? But on the other hand, dat weird alien neck photoshop job, tho

atlasobscura:

skunkbear:

The blooming of an Amorphophallus titanum (AKA corpse flower AKA titan arum) at The Huntington Library last week inspired me!

If you think humans jump through a lot of hoops just to reproduce, check out this plant. It waits 7-10 years, storing up starch in a giant tuber, just so it can bloom for a single day. Then it pretends to be a hunk of rotting meat to attract insect pollinators. Then, months later, it switches tactics to a produce a sweet fruit so birds will disperse it’s seeds.

If you have never smelled a titan arum but for some odd reason you would like to … you are in … luck? Scientists have identified the exact malodorous chemicals that come off these strange flowers to attract pollinators - so you can create the scent at home!*

*please, for your own sake, don’t try this at home.

Everything you ever wanted to know about the world’s rankest flower, illustrated!

Dude, the school I go to - a tiny ass school I only went to because one of the world’s experts on cowbirds teaches here - also happens to have like eight of these things, at least once of which has bloomed. Too bad I’ll likely be gone by the time the next one does!

theredoormouse:

gowns:

adultinsect:

mrcaptaincook:

kinesin (a motor protein) pulling a some kind of vesicle along some kind of cytoskeletal filament
via John Liebler at Art of the Cell

me coming into the club

life is TRULY INCREDIBLE AND FUCKED UP


wtf is this?  Is this in a person?  Or an animal?  Maybe a freaky ass plant?

Basically within the cell of any eukaryote, as far as I know. How did you THINK things moved around inside your cells - by floating around? Nah man, they walk(I used to think they just floated too)

theredoormouse:

gowns:

adultinsect:

mrcaptaincook:

kinesin (a motor protein) pulling a some kind of vesicle along some kind of cytoskeletal filament

via John Liebler at Art of the Cell

me coming into the club

life is TRULY INCREDIBLE AND FUCKED UP

wtf is this? Is this in a person? Or an animal? Maybe a freaky ass plant?

Basically within the cell of any eukaryote, as far as I know. How did you THINK things moved around inside your cells - by floating around? Nah man, they walk

(I used to think they just floated too)

went through the effort of coloring this and then it looked so much better in black and white… I’ll learn to use colors properly someday :/

went through the effort of coloring this and then it looked so much better in black and white… I’ll learn to use colors properly someday :/

pepperandpals:

This feather offended Pepper oh so very much.

#birdworldproblems

gunterthetiel:

Gifs from Franky’s hair bath. Video: http://youtu.be/f1NSsp1XpPM

Such luxury~

I just realized I never posted this video!

Note: this is not a recommendation to hand-feed your own birds, but rather just a story of what we did when circumstances required us to do so, with maybe a little bit of what to do if you find yourself in a similar situation. Don’t intentionally buy unweaned birds unless you are a professional - the points described here are things a reputable breeder should already be doing anyway.

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So, it turns out it’s illegal to sell unweaned parrots in the US, but apparently the person who sold Argyle to my fiancé and I either didn’t know about that law, or didn’t know that this particular bird wasn’t weaned (she was nicknamed “Piper” due to her tendency to cry at all times regardless of whether she had been fed recently). Luckily, someone else chased us down and gave us a week’s worth of bird formula and a bunch of pipettes, along with instructions on how to hand-feed a fledgeling - which is, mind you, entirely different from feeding a nestling; fledgelings largely control their own feeding, while nestlings are completely at your mercy. Since birds breath through an opening at the bottom of their mouth, quite near their esophagus, it’s very easy to accidentally drown a baby bird!

Anyway, since Ad and I are both scientists (meaning that we are experts at finding and then implementing new information very precisely), we decided to proceed with the challenge of raising this howling little booger bird. A week’s worth of formula turned out to be inadequate, forcing me to drive an hour and a half to a bird show that happened to take place the very same morning I ran out of formula (causing Argyle to flutter out of her cage and literally run after me, begging). Luckily the same breeder was there - this time the ACTUAL breeder and not just someone handling the money - and he gave me a whole bag of formula for free, since she wasn’t supposed to have been sold while unweaned.

All told, it took her three extra weeks to be weaned, at which point she simply stopped begging. It takes between 9 and 12 weeks for a cockatiel to become fully weaned, and she got right up to that edge of 12 weeks, either because of her unusually large size or because of the emotional stress of being re-homed, which can cause a young parrot to regress back to begging in an effort to reassure themselves that they are still loved and cared for. Sometimes she would even cry for no discernible reason, and we would walk her around the apartment showing her different things while she cried until she finally saw what she wanted!

Although Argyle was perfectly capable of eating solid food at the time that we bought her, and there are several methods of forcing a fledgeling parrot to wean (her begging cries did became very tiresome after such a long time), failing to feed a baby bird when they feel that they need it can have much the same effect on them as it can have on a human baby whose cries go ignored because they “don’t actually need it” - the young parrot (or human) will grow up to be uncertain of whether it can really trust the people around them, an insecurity that may persist well into adulthood.

I (in my ornithologist’s opinion) believe that feeding Argyle for all that time, until she finally settled in and decided she didn’t want it anymore, is part of why she grew up to be such a self-confident and loving bird, able and willing to ask things of us as well as give in return. Even after a huge fine from our landlord forced us to have her boarded with a breeder for five months shortly after her weaning, going from almost constant human interaction to very little during a particularly sensitive time in her life, she still trusts all humans entirely.

Holding my breath to see whether the video I just tried to post (along with the essay accompanying it) is just taking a long time to go through or if all that work is just gone into the void forever~*~*~