HERP NEWS 220/2009

THE STANDARD (Ste Catherines, Ontario) 08 August
09 Toronto
man fined for sneaking snakes into Canada (Karena Walter)
Snakes alive!
For the second
time this week, a driver was fined in St. Catharines court for sneaking
venomous snakes into Canada.
This time, the
six reptiles included rattlesnakes hidden in a compartment under a vehicle’s
seat at the Peace Bridge.
Donald Pogue,
47, of Toronto was fined $1,000 for the attempted smuggling April 25 contrary
to the customs act.
A Pennsylvania
reptile show that day was so popular with Canadian snake enthusiasts,
Environment Canada Wildlife Enforcement Division officers set up a joint effort
at the border to thwart illegal entries.
Federal
prosecutor Darren Anger said Pogue was crossing the bridge and was asked if he
had any animals. He said no, but declared five cases of beer.
He was sent to
a secondary inspection to verify the claim and officers noticed items for
reptiles. Anger said Pogue was asked again if he had snakes and denied it, but
volunteered the information when told his vehicle would be searched.
Customs
officers found two banded rock rattlesnakes, two eastern coachwhip snakes, one
mottled rock rattlesnake and one Florida cottonmouth snake.
Anger said
Pogue paid $645 for the snakes and would have had to pay $39 in Canadian taxes.
But he said Pogue didn’t want to stay in the U.S. for more days to get the
paperwork required for exporting them from the U.S. to Canada.
He said the
$1,000 fine reflects the seriousness of importing animals not admissible to
Canada and the health and safety risk to officers searching the vehicle.
Court heard
Pogue has already paid $300 in fines to the province and is remorseful about
the incident, which duty counsel told the court caused Pogue distress and lack
of sleep.
Judge David
Harris said the attempted smuggling charge is usually laid against people who
try to avoid paying duties.
“In this
particular case, you lied primarily to avoid a process you’d have to go through
to buy the snakes illegally.”
He’s not the first.
On Wednesday,
a Thorold man coming from the Pennsylvania show was also fined $1,000 for
attempting to smuggle four pit vipers and six tree frogs into Canada on the
same day.
Customs
officials at the Queenston-Lewiston Bridge found the snakes and frogs hidden in
the lining of the man's coat.
Court heard he
was also unwilling to wait for the required documentation to keep the animals.
http://www.stcatharinesstandard.ca/ArticleDisplay.aspx?e=1690952
ORILLIA PACKETT (Ontario) 08 August 09 What To
Watch For - Species In Decline (Bob Bowles)
Roads have
greatly impacted on certain species of wildlife in recent years. We know that
mammals are often killed on roads. We often observe deer, raccoons, skunks and
squirrels dead on the road after a busy weekend.
But road
mortality affects reptiles and amphibians most of all. We witness and receive
several reports of snakes, turtles, frogs and toads being killed on our roads
every summer.
You can expect
these in our area where we build larger and wider roads each year to handle the
movement of people and vehicles north into cottage country.
But what about
isolated places like Pelee Island with a population of fewer than 200 people
and limited vehicle use? Pelee Island now has only five species of snakes left
on the island. There are two species of endangered snakes in Ontario; the Lake
Erie water snake and the blue racer. Both are only found in Ontario on Pelee
Island and some of the smaller adjacent uninhabited islands. The island also
has the threatened eastern fox snake and the unusual melanistic garter snake.
Last week,
while on the island, I decided to do searches for snakes and record all species
killed on the few roads that form networks on the island. I drove the roads
early in the morning and again late at night looking for snakes as well as
checking them throughout the day while conducting workshops. I found several
blue racers and fox snakes over a metre long but sadly I recorded many racers,
fox snakes, water snakes and garter snakes (both forms) dead on the road.
Many of these
snakes would stretch out in the evening along the sides of the roads to absorb
the heat of the compacted road warmed by the sunlight during the day. To most
drivers in the failing light, these objects looked like tree limbs along the
sides of the road but to the trained eye you could soon rack up the numbers by
knowing what to watch for along the roads. Sadly, many of these were run over
right on the edge of the road meaning that the driver had to go out of their
way off the driven area of the road to run over them.
I counted
three blue racer, two fox snake, one water snake and 12 garter snake kills over
the week.
When you
consider the few cars that were on the island during the week, these numbers
seem exceptionally high. The populations of many of these species are already
low due to habitat loss. Add to this the road mortality every week and it will
not be long before we lose these species from the island.
It is not much
wonder that we have so many snake species that are species at risk. There were
once thousands of timber rattlesnakes found on Pelee Island. Today, that
species has been completely extirpated from Canada. I wonder if some day soon
the two endangered snakes will also be extirpated from Pelee Island and Ontario.
http://www.orilliapacket.com/ArticleDisplay.aspx?e=1691523
NATIONAL POST (Toronto, Ontario) 08 August
09 Snakebite
highlights serum deficit; Bitten On Road (Megan O'Toole)
A man was
bitten by a rattlesnake in Parry Sound early yesterday, sending authorities
racing to find a dose of anti-venom -- a treatment serum that has become
precious cargo after falling to critically low levels in the province.
The hospital
where the victim was taken quickly exhausted its supply, so Ontario Provincial
Police arranged a careful operation to transport 15 more vials of anti-venom
from the Indian River Reptile Zoo near Peterborough, about three hours south of
Parry Sound.
"The
officer put it in the seat, put the seatbelt around it, turned on his sirens
and started flying down the highway," the zoo's curator, Bry Loyst,
recalled. Police confirmed they used "emergency transport" measures
to move the serum from the zoo to the hospital.
The victim had
apparently been trying to move a Massasauga rattlesnake off the road shortly
after midnight when he was bitten. His "moderate" wound required
treatment with 12 vials of anti-venom, said Lorraine Vankoughnett, manager of
infection control at the West Parry Sound Health Centre.
The man has
since stabilized, but the emergency shipment from Indian River was critical in
case his symptoms recurred and required additional treatment, which is always a
risk, Ms. Vankoughnett said.
Until about a
year ago, the Parry Sound hospital had acted as a provincial depot for the
anti-venom, which runs at $20,000 to $80,000 per treatment. But the provincial
government did not renew its funding, and the onus is now on individual
hospitals to stock the expensive serum.
Indian River
is the only reptile zoo in Canada that carries anti-venom, officials said, and
amid the shortage, it is one of the only facilities in the province that
currently has any stock. After sending 15 vials to the Parry Sound hospital,
that supply fell to a mere five vials, Mr. Loyst said-- posing a potential
problem should someone be bitten at the zoo.
"It is a
concern," he said, but noted that has never happened "and hopefully
never will."
An atypically
high number of rattlesnake bites early in the season has intensified Ontario's
shortage of the anti-venom, with some hospitals being forced to turn to zoos or
hospitals in the United States to obtain the serum. Most bites traditionally
occur toward the end of July and early August, which is the reptile's mating
season.
Though
rattlesnake bites are not usually fatal, they can cause severe pain and
swelling, and in some cases amputation may be required.
Residents
should never attempt tohandle rattlesnakes, Ms. Vankoughnett said, and in the
event of a bite they should seek immediate medical treatment.
http://www.nationalpost.com/news/canada/toronto/story.html?id=1871969
MIAMI HERALD (Florida) 08 August 09 Dalmatian
attacked by alligator in park
Jacksonville,
Fla.(AP): An 80-pound Dalmatian has died
after being attacked by an alligator at Jacksonville's Hanna Park.
A 10-foot alligator
was trapped and killed several hours after Saturday's 10:30 a.m. attack.
Authorities say they don't know for sure that the one trapped was responsible
since they spotted more than one large alligator in the same lake.
The dogs'
owner, physician Charles Rust, was bitten on the hand by the wounded dog as he
tried to wrestle it from the alligator. The alligator lunged and bit the dog's
right leg off at the shoulder as it drank from the lake.
Rust
acknowledged he had been warned to keep his dog on a leash. City officials say
Rust will not face charges.
http://www.miamiherald.com/news/florida/AP/story/1179914.html
THE HINDU (Chennai, India) 08 August 09 Woman
killed in crocodile attack
Kendrapara
(PTI): A 50-year-old woman has been killed and several others injured in
crocodile attacks in and around Bhitarkanika wildlife sanctuary, official
sources said.
Two crocodiles
were also killed in retaliatory attack by the locals recently.
A group of
adult crocodiles pounced on 50-year-old Chanchala Digal near a creek in
Trilochanpur village on Tuesday. The woman died on the spot.
Twelve persons
from villages around the sanctuary have been injured recently by crocodiles
that had strayed into village water bodies.
http://www.hindu.com/2009/08/07/stories/2009080752710300.htm
THE SUN (London, UK) 08 August 09 Pet cat
eaten by giant snake
An owner told
today how his pet cat was "crushed, asphyxiated and consumed whole"
by a neighbour's 13ft python.
Wilbur, a
four-year-old tabby, was devoured after straying into a nearby garden in
Brislington, Bristol, where the Burmese python was lurking.
The cat's
owners, Martin and Helen Wadey, heard "blood-chilling cries" and
rushed to the neighbouring property to help. But after getting no reply from
the house they were powerless to save Wilbur.
The snake's
"huge bulge" was eventually scanned and RSPCA officers confirmed that
micro-chipped remains were inside.
An RSPCA
inspector later issued the snake's owner, Darren Bishop, with a verbal warning
about appropriate housing and care requirements.
Now Mr and Mrs
Wade are calling for a change in the law so that pythons are officially classed
as dangerous animals, requiring a licence.
Mr Wade, 44,
writing on his website "Justice for Wilbur", describes the cat as
"beautiful, strong, soft, with a purr like a dynamo".
He said:
"We don't know whether Wilbur stumbled across the snake and it was an
opportunistic kill, or if the snake was actively hunting him, but either way,
we heard the python's strike from the terrified scream that came from Wilbur
and the subsequent blood-chilling cries as he fought for his life.
"Then in
less than a minute, all was silent. He never stood a chance against a creature
over 13 times his weight with such immense power. Wilbur was crushed,
asphyxiated and consumed whole.
"Helen
and I were both standing on our deck hearing everything, but unable to see what
had happened, other than it involved Wilbur and it was something awful From an
upstairs window, I was able to make out movement in the garden in question, but
no detail."
Many owners
underestimate pet snakes' "wild instincts", Mr Wadey said.
He added:
"Because of that Wilbur's little life was brutally snuffed out and after
death we have had nothing to say goodbye to, stroke for one last time, mourn over,
or bury. Our lovely little Wilbur was slowly being digested by a serpent a
short distance from us."
Pythons, which
usually feed on birds and small mammals, wrap themselves around their victims.
They can be bought as domestic pets for around £100.
Last month a
two-year-old girl was reportedly crushed to death by an 8ft Burmese python.
Mr and Mrs
Wadey, who have three other cats and no children, want to introduce a
"Wilbur's amendment" to the Dangerous and Wild Animals Act and are
petitioning No. 10 Downing Street.
http://www.thesun.co.uk/sol/homepage/news/2578242/Pet-cat-eaten-by-giant-snake.html
EVENING POST (Bristol, UK) 08 August 09 Comment:
Incredible story of Bristol python
It does seem
incredible that, in the eyes of the law, there is nothing wrong in having a
13ft-long Burmese python slithering free in a suburban Bristol back garden.
Here is a
creature which has the capability to kill a human being and did just that in an
incident in America last month, claiming the life of a two-year-old girl.
The snake
strangled her to death.
Here in
Bristol the life lost was not that of a human.
It was the a
neighbour's much-loved pet cat.
The snake
caught it, crushed it, then consumed it – whole.
To make
matters worse, the cat's owners, Martin and Helen Wadey, heard their pet's
final "blood- chilling cries" as it was asphyxiated.
The snake's
owner has now been given a verbal warning by the RSPCA animal charity.
The Wadeys,
understandably, want matters taken further. They have launched a petition on
the Downing Street website asking for a change in the current legislation.
They propose
that reptiles such as this, which can be bought by anyone from pet shops,
should be reclassified and officially considered dangerous animals.
Few, surely,
on reading their traumatic story, will argue with them.
EVENING POST (Bristol, UK) 08 August 09 Pet cat eaten alive by python in Bristol
garden
A pet cat was
eaten alive by a 13ft-long Burmese python in a Bristol garden.
The
four-year-old tabby, called Wilbur, was attacked when he went into a garden
where the snake was lying.
Wilbur's
owners Martin and Helen Wadey heard his "blood-chilling cries" and
rushed to a nearby house in Brislington. But they could not get a reply from
the owner and could do nothing to save Wilbur.
Mr and Mrs
Wadey contacted the RSPCA, the snake was scanned and they confirmed a
micro-chipped animal was inside. An RSPCA inspector later issued the snake's
owner, Darren Bishop, with a verbal warning.
But Mr and Mrs
Wadey want a change in the law so snakes are officially considered dangerous
animals and need to be licensed.
The couple,
who live in Upper Sandhurst Road have set up a website called Justice For
Wilbur and are petitioning 10 Downing Street to introduce "Wilbur's
amendment".
At the moment,
anyone can go into a pet shop and pay about £130 for a Burmese python, despite
the fact it could potentially kill.
Mr Wadey, 44,
said: "We don't know whether Wilbur stumbled across the snake and it was
an opportunistic kill, or if the snake was actively hunting him.
"But
either way, we heard the python's strike from the terrified scream that came
from Wilbur and the subsequent blood chilling cries as he fought for his life.
"Then in
less than a minute, all was silent.
"He never
stood a chance against a creature more than 13 times his weight with such
immense power, Wilbur was crushed, asphyxiated and consumed whole."
It took two
days for the couple to get hold of the snakes owner, Mr Bishop, and when they
did they say they saw the snake had a bulge in its stomach.
Mr Wadey said:
"It was so traumatic for us. The sound of his cries and the fact we were
so close by but couldn't help him has been very distressing.
"Wilbur
was a cat that had to be treated with kid gloves. The fact he was trapped like
this would have been his ultimate fear.
"He was
inside a giant serpent being digested.
"We
couldn't say goodbye to him or bury him or any of the other things you would do
if he had been run over or died another way.
" I
haven't been this upset for 23 years, since my mum died. We don't have any
children, the cats are our family."
Mr and Mrs
Wadey own three other cats and described Wilbur as a "miracle of fluffy
nature".
Their online
petition has attracted about 270 signatures so far and will require a formal
response from Downing Street.
Bristol East
MP Kerry McCarthy has written to Home Secretary Alan Johnson on their behalf
for clarification of the law.
Mrs Wadey, 41,
said: "We do not want Wilbur's death to be in vain. We want those sorts of
snakes to be licensed and for owners to be prosecuted if they leave them
unattended as well as having to inform people living nearby that they own
one."
Pythons are
not covered by the Dangerous Wild Animals Act, 1976 even though they can kill
humans. In July, a two-year-old girl was crushed to death in Florida by an 8ft
Burmese python.
The RSPCA
confirmed one of their inspectors attended after the Brislington incident on
June 25 and issued a verbal warning to the owner of the snake about appropriate
housing and care requirements.
RSPCA
Spokesman Jude Clay said: "The RSPCA is not concerned about people keeping
exotic animals as pets as long as the owners are fully informed about what they
are taking on and seek professional advice from an expert on how to provide for
their pet. "
"Unfortunately
all too often, people who take on an exotic animal as a pet are not fully aware
of its needs and requirements.
"Potential
owners need to consider diet, appropriate environment and housing, how big it
will grow, how long it will live and any relevant health issues."
The Bristol
Evening Post made several attempts to contact Mr Bishop but he was
unavailable for comment.
NEWS-PRESS (Fort Myers, Florida) 08 August
09 Baby
tortoises hatch in park - And that brings smiles to many (Amy Sowder)
Two baby
gopher tortoises were discovered July 31, waddling just outside of their broken
eggshells at The Nature Place in Bonita Springs.
Ecologist
Craig Schmittler spotted the little shelled creatures while clearing the land.
Schmittler
volunteers at the property, weeding out exotics and nuisance plants to make it
a more nurturing habitat for tortoises.
"The
turtles were so tiny, they're as big as golf balls," he said. "It
amazed me that they're so small and they're running around, eating grass.
"They
crawled out of their eggs, ready to go."
When Schmittler
notified officials, they were excited, said Arleen Sheehan, special events and
park coordinator for the city of Bonita Springs.
"They're
really cute," Sheehan said.
The city
bought the 10-acre, single-family residential property at 27601 Kent Road across
from the YMCA in 2007.
Starting with
nine confirmed gopher tortoise nests when the City bought the property, it is
now at 23, said City Councilwoman Janet Martin, who's known for her passion for
conservationism.
"We're
parents!" she said. "We've got baby tortoises. It's very, very
cool."
When Martin
heard about the baby tortoises, she hurried after the afternoon rain to see
them.
"I think
by then they had crawled back into their little hole. Little pieces of shell
are still there," she said.
http://news-press.com/article/20090808/NEWS0102/908080323
MIAMI HERALD (Florida) 08 August 09 Python
hunter: Miami man takes on Glades swamp serpents (Curtis Morgan)
Nobody has
killed more Burmese pythons in the Everglades than Bob Hill.
Long before
the state launched its new python patrol, Hill was quietly -- aside from
judicious employment of a 12-gauge -- racking up a count of constrictor
carcasses likely to stand for some time.
The patrol has
bagged six in three weeks. Hill figures he's ``dispatched'' 35 this year alone,
and he's been in the dispatching business for the South Florida Water
Management District since 2004.
That was the
first time a rattled boss rang him from the L-67, a flood-control levee deep in
the Everglades. Hill, a soft-spoken Miamian with a half-century of swamp savvy,
chuckled recalling it.
``He said,
`Bobby, I've got a snake here. It's as big as my truck.' ''
Some 300
pythons later, the side job has turned into full-time work. And Hill's uncanny
nose for the giant snakes -- sometimes, he can literally smell them -- has
turned the modest maintenance worker into not only the state's top exterminator
of the exotic menace, but a leading authority on their habits.
Skip Snow, an
Everglades National Park biologist who has led research efforts aimed at
controlling the snake, credits Hill's field work for a good chunk of what is
known about pythons in South Florida.
``His service
has been unparalleled in helping us address the threat,'' Snow said. ``I've
really seen him take it on in a personal way to learn the next thing, to figure
out this beast, if you will.''
Hill's skill
at spotting the wily predators dazzles colleagues. During breeding season, he
can pick up whiffs of python musk -- distinctive, but only if you're another
python or know what you're smelling.
``The guy has
a gift,'' said Hill's boss Dan Thayer, who directs invasives control for the
district.
Hill is a
stocky 58-year-old with the grizzled look of a man who spends a considerable
part of life outdoors. With ruddy cheeks and snowy walrus-cut beard, he looks a
bit like Santa if Claus used an airboat.
For Hill,
there is no big thrill to the kill. He professes no desire for snakeskin boots
or a shot at an Animal Planet series. He notes, dryly, some interest in the
bounty being pondered by state wildlife managers. ``Can they make that
retroactive?''
But he takes
his study of the snake's ways, and its potential threat to the Everglades'
ecological balance, seriously.
He hopes the
information he gathers -- where they are, what they eat -- will help scientists
develop more effective tools than a shotgun to stop the spread of an alien
capable of preying on the Everglades' most powerful denizens.
``After they
hit five feet, probably the only predators they have is the alligator, and
sometimes the snake wins, sometimes the alligator wins. Pythons don't belong
here in the Everglades,'' he said.
Hill grew up
fishing and hunting with his father, a Miami banker. He lives in the Cutler Bay
area but spends a lot of time at the family camp in the Big Cypress National
Preserve with wife Anita, three daughters, one son and 14 grandchildren.
He's worked
for the district for nearly 36 years, always in jobs that kept him in the field
-- mowing rights-of-way, sand-blasting structures, spraying herbicides and most
recently, gathering data by airboat and truck from hydrology gauges.
Over the
years, he had pulled a few wayward indigenous snakes out of buildings. But that
fateful call from the L-67 was his first encounter with an 18-foot serpent that
he instantly knew was no local boy.
He took
pictures, and his search to identify it led him to Snow, a scientist who was
charting a disturbing surge of pythons in the park. They would soon be
consulting each other with increasing frequency.
So many
pythons were popping up along the district's extensive network of levees that
water managers began worrying they might pose a threat to work crews. Hill even
pulled one out of a pump-station bathroom -- an 11-footer that had somehow
taken up residence in rafters 14 feet up.
The district
decided to deputize Hill, though top managers were initially uneasy.
``You can
imagine the reaction when I said I wanted to arm him with a shotgun,'' Thayer
said. Hill still is the only district employee authorized to carry a firearm.
Often, he targets
snakes other workers spot first. Those are the easiest. Python, which patiently
wait to ambush prey, often don't move far in a day.
But a recent
excursion down the L-67 extension, south of Tamiami Trail, showed how
challenging, and tedious, python hunting can be.
As slow as it
will go, Hill drives the levee in a Chevy Savannah van co-workers have dubbed
``Bob's Shed,'' owing to its assortment of work tools and snake gear.
Depending on
the season, he'll scan different areas.
In winter, the
cold-blooded reptiles make themselves most conspicuous, sometimes stretching
across levees to soak up sun. In summer heat, they tend to hunker down and hide
-- so six so far is actually a pretty good catch for the seven experts who have
volunteered for the state's new python patrol.
At any time of
year, even experts struggle to pick python out in the underbrush. But Hill has
learned telltale signs.
Sometimes, he
said, ``It's just a pattern or shine, like the water on the grass blades.'' He
also looks for tamped-down cat-tails, where he discovered they bed. And he's
learned where there is one, there are frequently others nearby.
Though Hill
came into the game with no python expertise, Snow believes his lifetime of
hunting equipped him well. ``You say that some people have good eyes for
wildlife, snake eyes. He has them.''
Snow credits
Hill for helping delineate breeding and nesting seasons. He also believes Hill
was the first to document two behaviors in South Florida: a mating ball, where
multiple males entwine a receptive female, and thermogenesis, when a female
coils around eggs to warm them.
The carcasses
Hill collects and sends to Snow have showed the snake's prodigious reproductive
power -- a 16-footer pulled from the L-67 this year had 59 eggs -- and its
awesome appetite.
``Really, the
question is what are they not eating?'' said district scientist LeRoy Rodgers.
``As far as we can tell, it's salad.''
When Hill
finds a snake, he records the spot on a GPS then sizes it up -- first, with his
own safety in mind.
While playing
down scare-mongering that pythons will begin swallowing tourists, he stresses
they are not to be trifled with. Sharp, inward angled teeth can inflict wicked
bites, and big snakes, if provoked, could certainly overpower a human.
``I don't want
to put myself in a situation where I'm going to get in trouble,'' he said. ``If
I catch it, I catch it. A large snake, I won't catch myself.''
Hill has two
main tools. When seeking a live specimen, he wields long-handled, lightweight
metal tongs to grip the snake. He ordered it from www.tongs.com, which bills
itself as the ``world's leader in reptile handling equipment.''
Where he can
safely use a gun, he will unsheath a Winchester 1400 and chamber a load of No.
4 steel shot, typically used in duck hunting.
``A head shot
is considered a humane way to euthanize them,'' he said, and he can hit it with
confidence anywhere inside 15 to 20 feet.
Between road
kill recoveries and captures, Hill has handled more than 300 pythons in the
wild -- ``no question'' more than anyone else, Snow said.
The tally will
surely grow.
This year, he
has pulled more snakes off the L-67 than the previous three combined. And with
state wildlife managers and Washington politicians pressuring for a major
eradication effort, Hill is getting more help.
The district
has enlisted two dozen workers to spend a few hours each week scanning for
snakes while driving regular routes along levees. Dispatching will be left to
Hill and, north of Miami-Dade, state game officers or the python patrol.
With Snow's
help, the district held a daylong snake-spotting training session last month,
using many tips culled from Hill's field work.
``What you saw
in that presentation is the culmination of the partnership I've had with
Bobby,'' Snow said. ``Without that, I would not have half of what I was able to
present.''
[Video report
at URL below]
http://www.miamiherald.com/news/florida/story/1178079.html?storylink=pd
SUN NEWS (Myrtle Beach, S Carolina) 08 August
09 Turtle's
nest poached - OIB Turtle Patrol reports 83 eggs stolen from beach (Steve
Jones)
Ocean Isle
Beach, N.C.: Nancy Parker doesn't think
she'll sleep well for at least the next few nights.
Parker is one
of the guards for the sea turtle nests on Ocean Isle Beach, N.C., and with the
poaching of a nest sometime Thursday morning plus eggs stolen from another nest
this year, she and others on the island's Turtle Patrol say they will be extra
vigilant.
A
round-the-clock surveillance of the remaining 19 nests on the island is
planned, said Turtle Patrol coordinator Gloria Hillenburg, while local, state
and federal authorities try to find the poacher.
Hillenburg
said the egg theft on the island is the first in about 20 years and she takes
each incident very hard.
"Eighty-three
babies were taken out of a nest, and they weren't put into the ocean," she
said.
Likely, she
said, some of the eggs in the nest had begun to hatch because the sand covering
it had begun to depress inward, a sign that at least some of the babies were
out of the eggs and beginning to work their way to the surface and the sea.
Another 38
eggs were poached from a separate nest on the island this year.
Hillenburg
said she's not sure what poachers do with the eggs, but she thinks at least
some are sold to make souvenirs. Whoever buys them from the poacher blows the
liquid out of the egg and decorates them as mementos or trinkets, she said. The
Web site of the Florida Wildlife Commission said some people eat the eggs,
believing they contain aphrodisiacs.
The eggs sell
for $35 per dozen, the Web site said.
The Internet
has numerous stories of sea turtle egg poachings from around the world.
Hillenburg
said the Ocean Isle 1980s poacher was caught, and while she wouldn't give his
name, she said he wasn't a local resident.
While the
potential rewards for poaching obviously tempt some people, the potential
downside is even more eye-opening.
Hillenburg
said that a female turtle covers the eggs with a secretion when she lays her
clutch and just handling the eggs without gloves to take them out of a nest
comes with a 50 percent chance of salmonella poisoning.
Then there's
the federal penalty: $10,000 to $50,000 per egg poached plus time in jail,
Hillenburg said.
The Ocean Isle
nest was poached sometime after 7 a.m. Thursday, and Hillenburg is sure that
someone must have seen it happen.
"I hope
they're caught and prosecuted to the highest extent," Parker said.
To help - If
you have information, contact: Ocean Isle Beach Police Department 910-579-4221
Gloria
Hillenburg, Ocean Isle Beach Turtle Patrol coordinator 910-754-9513
http://www.thesunnews.com/news/local/story/1013998.html
NEWS.CH (Zürich, Switzerland) 08 August
09 Verschwundene
Boa Constrictor wieder da
Zürich (Fest/Sda): In Zürich ist am Freitag eine rund zwei Meter
lange, aber ungiftige Riesenschlange für mehrere Stunden entlaufen. Nach einem
Tag in Freiheit wurde die Schlange vom Besitzer in der Nähe seines Hauses
wieder gefunden.
Polizei,
Besitzer und Spezialisten hatten gestern und heute im Zürcher Stadtkreis 6
stundenlang nach der Boa Constrictor gesucht, nachdem der Besitzer den Verlust
der Schlange der Polizei gemeldet hatte. Das Reptil entwischte ihm beim
Reinigen des Terrariums.
Die Zürcher
Stadtpolizei ging davon aus, dass die zwölf Jahre alte Riesenschlange keine
grossen Strecken zurücklegt. In der Tat wurde die Schlange dann am Samstagabend
nur 15 Meter vom Haus des Besitzers entfernt in einer überdachten Pergola
gefunden. Dort hatte sie Schutz vor Kälte und Regen gesucht..
http://www.news.ch/Verschwundene+Boa+Constrictor+wieder+da/399802/detail.htm
LE DAUPHINÉ (Savoie, France) 08 August 09 Récupération
de tortues exotiques au lac du Bourget
La 8e journée de récupération des tortues exotiques est organisée ce
dimanche dans le cadre du marché des plantes aromatiques et médicinales du
Bourget-du-Lac.
En 2002, une première éclosion naturelle de tortue à tempes rouges, dite
de "Floride" était observée en Savoie et le phénomène n'a depuis
cessé de se poursuivre. Cet événement prouve l'acclimatation inquiétante de
cette espèce dans nos milieux.
Issues d'importations massives et ayant pu être achetées en animaleries
pendant des années jusqu'à leur interdiction, ces tortues américaines d'eau
douce représentent aujourd'hui un danger pour notre écosystème et notamment
pour la réussite de la réintroduction de la tortue cistude.
Par manque d'information, elles sont trop souvent rejetées dans nos lacs
et étangs par leurs propriétaires, qui les trouvent encombrantes. De plus, on
retrouve à présent dans le milieu naturel de nouvelles races de tortues exotiques
proches de la tortue de Floride.
Afin d'enrayer cette prolifération, le Conservatoire reconduit pour la
8e année sa journée de récupération et d'information sur les tortues exotiques.
Le public est attendu nombreux pour s'informer et éventuellement rapporter des tortues. Elles seront
acheminées ensuite au parc de la Tête d'Or à Lyon.
Une entrée gratuite au marché des plantes aromatiques et médicinales
sera offerte à toute personne ramenant une tortue (accueil dimanche dans les
jardins du Prieuré de 9 heures à 17 heures).
http://www.ledauphine.com/index.jspz?chaine=26&article=173446&xtor=RSS-26
THE TELEGRAM (St. John's, Newfoundland) 07 August
09 Police round up fugitive python
(James McLeod)
When Kathy
Jackman called 911, the dispatcher didn't believe her.
"I said,
'Yes, honey, I know that there's no snakes in Newfoundland, but there's one in
my backyard,'" the Southlands resident said.
"She
questioned me a couple times on that, and wondered if I had been
drinking."
About 15
minutes later, RNC officers showed up to apprehend the serpent.
"The
officer said, 'No problem with mice,' and I said, 'Honey, I'd prefer the mice
right now,'" Jackman said.
The family
initially noticed the snake around midnight Wednesday, when Jackman's small
maltese dog, Cuddles, was in the backyard, barking.
The snake
slithered into another backyard before climbing up the fence, and wrapping
itself around a post.
The
four-year-old carpet python, which measured more than a metre in length, is now
in the safekeeping of the SPCA, while officials try to figure out where it came
from.
"They're
real escape artists, apparently," said Debbie Powers, SPCA shelter
director.
Since they're
not set up to handle a snake, the SPCA has handed it over to Dean Goudie, whose
hobby is keeping and breeding reptiles.
By
mid-afternoon Thursday, the snake's owner had contacted the SPCA. "It's
common in the pet trade, but I don't know of very many locally," Goudie
said, adding it's not really dangerous. "The worst you'll get from them is
a nasty bite, but they're not venomous or anything."
Const. Paul
Davis said the RNC is "not accustomed to dealing with this kind of
call."
When the
officers arrived on the scene, they used police batons to cajole the snake into
a box.
http://www.thetelegram.com/index.cfm?sid=275926&sc=79
SANTA PAULA TIMES (California) 07 August 09 Big
Tige: Elderly turtle returns home from Porterville (Peggy Kelly)
Big Tige, the
elderly turtle with raging hormones who went missing about a month ago, has
been reunited with her Santa Paula family after an adventure to - and back from
- far away Porterville. Big Tige made record time for a turtle, as she was a
passenger in the vehicle of the family that found her and later saw the story
of her disappearance in the Santa Paula Times.
The
80-plus-year-old desert tortoise walked out the gate at her owners’ West Main
Street home on July 6, and shortly thereafter Judy and Walt Klement launched
their search for the beloved family pet. Walt’s family had owned Big Tige all
her long life and she had lived at the home since she was a tiny turtle, for
the most part enjoying the company of her turtle friends except when romantic
complications arose.
“Big Tige has
returned from her big adventure!” exclaimed Judy when the turtle was returned
to the family shortly after the Klements were notified Virginia Oviedo had
picked the wandering turtle up at a gas station while visiting family in Santa
Paula. “She called us on Friday, July 31,” a contact the Klements, who had
already responded to several false alarms, at first took lightly.
“When Virginia
called she said ‘I know this is your turtle!’ and when she described Big Tige
down to “her gnarly” back foot, “we knew it was her.” Oviedo told the Klements
a friend notified them that they had seen the article about the turtle’s
disappearance in the Santa Paula Times; Virginia googled ‘lost turtle’
and, sure enough, the article popped up, including the offer of a $200 reward.
It turns out
the Oviedos family - Virginia and her husband Alex and children Alexander,
Nicholas, Natalie and Mikey - was visiting in Santa Paula and were stopped at a
local gas station when they spied Big Tige. The owner said the turtle had just
shown up and, learning the Oviedos had turtles, said they could have the stray,
which they took home to Porterville.
Big Tige
returned home a few days after Virginia called the Klements, and Judy said she
sat outside anxiously awaiting their arrival. “When I saw her I cried out ‘Oh,
it’s Big Tige!’, thanked them profusely” and gave Virginia the reward money.
“Right now all
the turtles are out there eating communal corn and having a blast,” and
although Judy’s not positive Big Tige recognizes her human family, “she’s very
docile, happy to be here. When we put her in the yard the other turtles came out
to see her, including her boyfriend, Beau,” 70 years younger than the object of
his fickle affection.
But then again
Beau lives up to his name, courting all the females, even enraging Big Tige in
the past when he made advances towards Sparky. Big Tige took off after the
younger female and gave her a piece of her mind and a swat across the side of
her rival’s head.
Upon Big
Tige’s return, Judy said Beau was “so excited” to see his lady love who, alas,
due to her gnarly back foot, is unable to mate - not that Beau will ever give
up trying. “Walt had to turn him over for awhile... I have to go,” Judy added
before she hung up, “and upright Beau!”
WEST AUSTRALIAN (Perth, Australia) 07 August
09 Giant
turtle swims home
An 80-year-old
female green turtle has returned to her Shark Bay home after being nursed back
to health by wildlife officers.
The metre-long
marine turtle was found stranded a kilometre away from coastal waters about a
month ago after she swam in on a high tide.
Ocean Park
managing director and marine scientist Ed Fenny said the turtle was in poor
condition and it was unlikely she would have been strong enough to reach the
coast on her own.
“We
transported the animal to our small tourist operation just south of Denham in
Shark Bay and we were able to rehabilitate it there quite successfully,” he
said.
“After several
weeks of care it was fit and healthy and we were absolutely delighted to
release it last week to its natural home.”
Department of
Environment and Conservation marine park co-ordinator Dave Holley said green
turtles were common in WA with thousands of females nesting on WA beaches
between October and February.
“Monitoring
and protection of these fascinating creatures is of vital importance and in
this case we took some measurements and pictures before tagging the turtle for
future identification,” Mr Holley said.
Lisa Calautti, Perth
http://www.thewest.com.au/default.aspx?MenuID=77&ContentID=160841
TALLAHASSEE DEMOCRAT (Florida) 07
August 09 Our Opinion: Python politics - Storms you can't ban; snakes you can
Florida could
hardly send a worse message to the upper 47 states and beyond than that Florida
is crawling with these snakes that have potential as both pets and killers.
It's already
difficult enough to calm newcomers' fears about the potential for hurricanes,
though a report Tuesday from scientists at Colorado State University, called
the nation's premier hurricane forecasting team, said that the Atlantic will
spawn fewer storms this season.
The scientists
now expect 10 tropical storms, with just four predicted to become hurricanes
and only two of those major hurricanes, according to a news story in USA
Today.
The previous
forecast was for 11 storms, five hurricanes and two of them major ones; a
typical season sees six storms turn into hurricanes.
So far we've
had none this hurricane season — a sweet happening for Gov. Charlie Crist,
whose property insurance policies revolve in large part around GGF: Great Good
Fortune that the state won't be struck by truly dangerous destructive
hurricanes as it was four years ago.
Luck has less
to do with the python problem, which was brought to national attention by
Florida's U.S. Sen. Bill Nelson.
It's no longer
South Florida's scary little secret that many Floridians apparently have a
short fascination span with these exotic reptiles that they buy for pets and
then, illegally, release into the wild.
Mr. Nelson has
called for a federal ban on importing the snakes, which can grow to 26 feet and
200 pounds and have been known to kill small children and animals not to
mention protected species of birds.
They're now
threatening Everglades restoration efforts, despite the Fish and Wildlife
Conservation Commission's best efforts to enforce rules and keep track of pet
pythons now at large. These snakes have no natural predators and so are
considered an invasive species, meaning they easily get out of control. More
than 110,000 have been imported in to Florida since 1990. Scientists speculate
that hundreds were released into the wild after 1992, when Hurricane Andrew
shattered many pet shop terrariums.
Of those
snakes now at large, six have been caught since the governor ordered a roundup
of them last month. And now scientists fear this species is silently slithering
northward and could ultimately invade the entire Southeast.
Maybe some pet
owners love them, herpetologists respect them, and hunters get a charge out of
trapping them. But for the run-of-the-mill Floridian, including us, a ban on
bringing them into the country would be one of the smartest things Congress has
done in a while.
LOWELL SUN (Massachusetts) 07 August 09 Pepperell
woman serves as a cross guard... for salamanders (Hiroko Sato)
Every spring
for the past 10 years, Jeanne Nevard of Pepperell has stood on the side of
roadways to help salamanders safely cross the street and into wetlands. Nevard
calls the activity "salamandering," and organizes a group of
volunteers. A member of Nashoba Conservation Trust, Nashoba Watershed
Association, the Pepperell Garden Club and the Massachusetts Bluebird
Association, Nevard, 53, also protects bluebirds by placing nest boxes around
the community.
Q: Where do
salamanders cross roads?
A: There are
specific wetland areas with vernal pools where they go back year after year.
Even though roads cut through the areas, they still have the internal instinct
to go back to their birthplaces and lay eggs, and sometimes they have to cross
a road. Babies will hatch about a month and half to two months later.
Q: How do you
know when to stand guard for salamanders?
A: On a rainy
spring night at certain temperatures, the rain signals them to start the mating
process. From March to the end of April, thousands of individual salamanders
cross roads.
Q: How do you
help them?
A: Salamanders
have to be moist all the time. So, if the rain stops, you sprinkle them with a
bottle of water, gently lift them up and put them in the direction they are
moving, 10 feet into the shoulder of the road.
Q: What's the
biggest challenge in saving salamanders?
A: You have to
have really good eyesight and quick wits. For example, Elm Street is a very
heavily-traveled road and is difficult to cross. As you are saving a salamander
in your lane, there may be another one a few feet ahead in the opposite lane,
and an oncoming car could kill it. And salamanders are very slow. It's a good
exercise.
Q: What does a
salamander feel like?
A: Sort of
rubbery, similar to frogs, slightly moist but not slimy. They are very light, a
fairly tame animal. They are between 3 and 8 inches long and look like a stick
with the head sticking up.
Q: How did you
get into salamandering?
A: One of the
Nashoba Conservation Trust members, Paula Terrasi, showed me where they cross,
and we started crossing. Then, we expanded to a group of six to 10 volunteers.
After my ovarian cancer diagnosis in 2000, I retired from a display-ad sales
job for a Boston area arts magazine and re-dedicated my purpose in life to help
protect the animals that cannot speak or defend themselves. I am nine years
cancer free.
Q: How many
salamanders have you saved?
A: Personally,
I save about 15 to 25 salamanders on a busy night.
Q: You also
protect bluebirds.
A: I put
bluebird boxes in conservation land and private properties with open meadows to
discourage non-native house sparrows from nesting. If you don't watch out for
bluebirds and don't monitor the boxes, house sparrows often attack bluebirds.
House sparrows came from England in the late 1800s. They poke a hole in
(bluebirds') eggs and throw them out and often attack their parents.
Q: How do
bluebirds know the boxes are for them?
A: Each bird
has their own signature nest design. Bluebirds nest in tree cavities and make
very neat nests with pine needles. I look after 25 boxes on my street.
Q: Why is it
important for you to save these creatures?
A: It's for
the future. Who are we to let them die? We should let them exist for future
generations. If more people could be aware of these beautiful creatures, more
could be saved for our children to enjoy.
http://www.lowellsun.com/ci_13014027?source=rss
THE GUARDIAN (London, UK) 07 August 09 Why we shouldn't eat frogs' legs (Jon
Henley)
In the
cavernous community hall of the Vosges spa town of Vittel, a large and
lugubrious man, his small, surprisingly chirpy wife, and 450 other people are
sitting down to their evening meal. It's rather noisy. "Dunno why we do
it, really," shouts the man, whose name is Jacky. "Don't taste of
anything, do they? White. Insipid. If it wasn't for the sauce it'd be like
eating some soft sort of rubber. Just the kind of food an Englishman should
like, in fact. Hah."
Outside, the
streets are filled with revellers. A funfair is going full swing. The
restaurants along the high street are full, and queues have formed before the
stands run by the local football, tennis, basketball, rugby and youth clubs.
All offer the
same thing: cuisses de grenouilles à la provencale (with garlic and parsley),
cuisses de grenouille à la poulette (egg and cream). Seven euros, or
thereabouts, for a paper plateful, with fries. Nine with a beer or a glass of
not-very-chilled riesling. The more
daring are offering cuisses de grenouilles à la vosgienne, à l'andalouse, à
l'ailloli. There's pizza grenouille, quiche grenouille, tourte grenouille.
Omelette de grenouilles aux fines herbes. Souffle,
cassolette and gratin de grenouilles.
Everywhere you
look, people are nibbling greasily on a grenouille, licking their fingers,
spitting out little bones. "Isn't it just great?" yells Jacky's
diminutive wife, Frederique. "Every year we do this. It's our tradition.
Our tribute to the noble frog."
This is
Vittel's 37th annual Foire aux Grenouilles. According to Roland Boeuf, the
70-year-old president of the Confrererie de Taste-Cuisses de Grenouilles de
Vittel, or (roughly) the Vittel Brotherhood of Frog Thigh Tasters, which has
organised the event since its inception, the fair regularly draws upwards of
20,000 gourmet frog aficionados to the town for two days of amphibian-inspired
jollities. Between them, they consume anything up to seven tonnes of frogs'
legs.
But there's a
problem. When the fair began, its founder René Clément, resistance hero,
restaurateur and last of the great Lorraine frog ranchers, could supply all the
necessary amphibians from his lakes 20 miles or so away. Nowadays, none of the
frogs are even French.
According to
Boeuf, Clément, whose real name was Hofstetter, moved to the area in the early
1950s looking to raise langoustines in the Saone river; the water proved too
brackish and he turned to frogs instead. A true Frenchman, his catchphrase,
oft-quoted around these parts, was that frogs "are like women. The legs
are the best bits".
Hofstetter/Clément
would, says Gisèle Robinet, "provide 150kg, 200kg for every fair, all from
his lakes and all caught by him". With her husband Patrick, Robinet runs
the Au Pêché Mignon patisserie (tourte aux grenouilles for six, €18; chocolate
frogs €13 the dozen) on the Place de Gaulle, across the square from the
restaurant Clément used to run, Le Grand Cerf. Now known as Le Galoubet,
there's a plaque commemorating the great frogman outside. "As a child I
remember clearly him dismembering and preparing and cleaning his frogs in front
of the restaurant," says Robinet, who sells frog tartlets to gourmet
Vitellois throughout the year, but makes a special effort with quiches and
croustillants at fair-time. "It's a big job, you know. Very fiddly. But we
were all frog-catchers when I was a kid. Now, of course, that's not possible
any more."
Boeuf recalls
many a profitable frog-hunting expedition in the streams and ponds around
Vittel. "One sort, la savatte, you could catch with your bare hands,"
he says. "Best time was in spring, when they lay their eggs. They'd gather
in their thousands, great wriggling green balls of them. I've seen whole
streams completely blocked by a mountain of frogs."
Others, rainettes,
would be everywhere at harvest time. Or you could get a square of red fabric
and lay it carefully on the water next to a lily pad that happened to have a
frog on it, "and she'd just hop straight off and on to the cloth",
Boeuf says. "They love red."
Pierette
Gillet, the longest-standing member of the Brotherhood and, at 81, still a
sprightly and committed frog-fancier, remembers heading out at night with a
torch in search of so-called mute frogs, harder to catch because they have no
larynx and hence emit no croak. "They'd be blinded by the light, and you
could whack them over the head," she says.
But those days
are long gone. As elsewhere in the world, the amphibians' habitat in France –
where frogs' legs have been a recognised and much remarked-upon part of the
national diet for the best part of 1,000 years – is increasingly at risk, from
pollution, pesticides and other man-made ills. Ponds have been drained and
replaced with crops and cattle-troughs. Diseases have taken their toll, and the
insects that frogs feed on are disappearing too. Alarmed by a rapid and
dramatic fall in frog numbers, the French ministry of agriculture and fisheries
began taking measures to protect the country's species in 1976; by 1980,
commercial frog harvesting was banned.
These days, a
few regional authorities in France still allow the capture of limited numbers
of frogs, strictly for personal consumption and provided they are broiled,
fried or barbecued and consumed on the spot (a heresy not even Boeuf is
prepared to contemplate). There are poachers who defy the ban; two years ago a
court in Vesoul in the Haute-Saone convicted four men of harvesting vast
numbers of frogs from the Mille-Etangs or Thousand Lakes area of the Vosges.
The ringleader admitted to personally catching at least 10,000, which he sold
to restaurants for 32 cents apiece.
By and large,
though, France's tough protection laws, enforceable by fines of up to €10,000
(£8,500) and instant confiscation of vehicles and equipment, seem to be
working. As a result, all seven tonnes (officially, at least) of frogs' legs
consumed at this year's Vittel fair have been imported, pre-prepared,
deep-frozen and packed in cardboard boxes, from Indonesia.
Needless to
say, this does not much please patriotic Gallic frog-fanciers. "We'd far
prefer our frogs to be French, of course we would," laments Gillet.
"Especially here in the Vosges. This really is the heart of frog
country."
A Vittel
restaurateur, who for obvious reasons demands anonymity, suggests there are
still "ways and means" of securing at least a semi-reliable supply of
French frogs for those who demand a true produit du terroir, "but it's
really not very easy, and no one here will tell you anything about it. We'd
like to source locally, but the law is the law."
But the fact
that the Foire aux Grenouilles – not to mention the rest of France, and other
big frog-consuming nations such as Belgium and the United States – now imports
almost all its frogs' legs has consequences that run deeper than a mere denting
of national gastronomic pride. For scientists now believe that, just as with many
fish species, we could be well on the way to eating the world's frogs to
extinction. Based on an analysis of UN trade data, researchers think we may now
be consuming as many as 1bn wild frogs every year. For already weakened frog
populations, that is very bad news indeed.
Scientists
have long been aware that while human activity is causing a steady loss of the
world's biodeversity, amphibians seem to be suffering far more severely than
any other animal group. It is thought their two-stage lifecycle, aquatic and
terrestrial, makes them twice as vulnerable to environmental and climate
change, and their permeable skins may be more susceptible to toxins than other
animals. In recent years, a devastating fungal condition, chytridiomycosis, has
caused catastrophic population declines in Australia and the Americas.
"Amphibians
are the most threatened animal group; about one third of all amphibian species
are now listed as threatened, against 23% of mammals and 12% of birds,"
says Corey Bradshaw, an associate professor at the Environment Institute of the
University of Adelaide and a member of the team that carried out the research
into human frog consumption that was published earlier this year in the journal
Conservation Biology. "The principle drivers of extinction, we always
assumed, were habitat loss and disease. Human harvesting, we thought, was
minor. Then we started digging, and we realised there's this massive global
trade that no one really knows much about. It's staggering. So as well as
destroying where they live, we're now eating them to death."
France is the
main culprit: according to government figures, while the French still consume
70 tonnes a year of domestically gathered legs each year, they have been
shipping in as many as 4,000 tonnes annually since 1995. Besides popular,
essentially local events such as the Foire aux Grenouilles, frogs' legs are
mostly a delicacy reserved for restaurants with gastronomic pretensions; one
three-star chef, Georges Blanc, has at one time or another developed 19 different
recipes for them at his celebrated restaurant in the Ain village of Vonnas,
baking and skewering and skilleting them in everything from cream to apples.
Belgium and
Luxembourg are also noted connoisseurs, but perhaps surprisingly, the country
that runs France closest in the frog import stakes is the US. Frogs' legs are
particularly popular in the former French colony of Louisiana, where the city
of Rayne likes to call itself Frog Capital of the World, but are also consumed
with relish in Arkansas and Texas, where they are mostly served breaded and
deep-fried. Bradshaw has a picture on his blog of President Barack Obama
tucking with apparent gusto into a plate of frogs' legs.
The world's
most avid frog eaters, though, are almost certainly in Asia, in countries such
as Indonesia, China, Thailand and Vietnam. South America, too, is a big market.
"People may think frogs' legs are some kind of epicurean delicacy consumed
by a handful of French gourmets, but in many developing countries they are a
staple," Bradshaw says.
Indonesia is
today the world's largest exporter of frogs by far, shipping more than 5,000
tonnes each year. Some of these may be farmed, but not many. Commercial
frog-farming has been tried in both the US and Europe, but with little success:
for a raft of reasons, including the ease with which frogs can fall prey to
disease, feeding issues and basic frog biology, it is a notoriously risky and
uneconomic business. Frogs are farmed in Asia, but rarely on an industrial
scale; most are small, artisan affairs with which rural families try to
supplement their income.
The vast
majority of frogs that end up on a plate are harvested from the wild. Bradshaw
and his colleagues estimate that Indonesia, to take just one exporting country,
is probably consuming between two and seven times as many frogs as it sends
abroad. "We have the legally recorded, international trade figures, but
none of the local business is recorded," Bradshaw says. "It's
back-of-an-envelope work. That's what's so alarming."
The scientists'
biggest concern, he says, is that because of the almost complete lack of data,
no one knows in what proportion different frog species are being taken. If, as
they suspect, some 15 or 20 frog species are at any given moment supplying most
of world demand, the consequences could be catastrophic. For while
overharvesting for human consumption may not in itself be quite enough to drive
a frog species to extinction, combined with all the other threats frogs face it
certainly could be.
"The
thing is, it isn't a gradual process," Bradshaw warns. "There's a
threshold, you cross it, and the whole thing crashes because you've just
completely changed the composition of the whole community. There's a tipping
point. It's exactly what happened with the overexploitation of cod in the North
Atlantic. And with frogs, there's no data, no tracking, no stock management. We
really should have learned our lesson with fish, but it seems we haven't. This
is a wake-up call."
Back in
Vittel, Boeuf says he had no idea frogs were in such trouble. "They're an
endangered species here, I know," he says. "That's why we have to be
careful, and we are. But if we can buy them in such quantities from Indonesia,
surely it must be all right. They're being careful there too, aren't
they?" Sadly, it would seem they are not. And all for a few greasy scraps
of limp, bland flesh.
People say
frogs taste like a cross between fish and chicken. In fact, they taste of frog:
in other words, precious little bar the sauce they are served in.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/aug/07/frogs-legs-extinction
THE GUARDIAN (London, UK) 07 August 09 A short
history of frog eating - How did frogs' legs become one of France's national
delicacies? (Jon Henley)
Records show
that frogs' legs were a common foodstuff in southern China as early as the
first century AD. The Aztecs, too, are known to have been partial to them. But
they fail to get the least mention in the extensive gastronomic literature left
by the Romans, and do not crop up at all in European accounts until the 12th
century, when they appear, rather oddly, in the annals of the Catholic church
in (obviously) France.
During one of
those all too frequent periods when monks were deemed to be growing too fat,
the church authorities apparently ordered them not to eat meat on a certain
number of days a year. Cunningly, the monks got frogs qualified as fish, which
didn't count as meat. Religiously observant but hungry French peasants duly
followed their example, and a national delicacy was born.
By the 1600s,
Alexandre Dumas records in his Grand Dictionnaire de Cuisine (posthumously
published in 1873), an Auvergnat named Simon was to be found making "a
most considerable fortune with frogs, sent to him from his region, which he
fattened and then sold to the very finest restaurants in Paris, where this
foodstuff was very much in fashion".
Frogs' legs
were even – albeit briefly – considered a delicacy in Britain around the turn
of the last century, when the renowned French chef Auguste Escoffier served up
a dish he called Cuisses de Nymphe a l'Aurore, or (roughly) Thighs of the Dawn
Nymphs, at a grande soirée in honour of the Prince of Wales at London's Savoy
hotel in 1908.
Nymphs' Thighs
became the surprise culinary hit of the season, despite the fact that the limbs
concerned – which Escoffier cooked in a court-bouillon with aromatic herbs,
cooled, doused with a sauce chaud-froid coloured with paprika and then
decorated with taragon leaves and covered with chicken jelly – belonged to
imported bullfrogs.
We Brits have
long since ceased eating frogs, however, and disguise our incomprehension of
those who do by poking fun at them: we have been calling the French frog-eaters
(now mostly shortened to Frogs) since at least the 16th century.
http://www.guardian.co.uk/lifeandstyle/2009/aug/07/frogs-legs-france-asia
WHIDBEY NEWS TIMES (Oak Harbor,
Washington) 07 August 09 Man surprised by big snake in the grass
(Jessie Stensland)
Whidbey Island
residents are accustomed to finding snails and slugs big enough to choke a goose
in their backyards. But one Oak Harbor resident recently found something a
little different in his grass: a python.
Tuesday, a
Swan Drive resident called 911 to report what he thought was a boa constrictor
trapped in a box in his backyard. He said it wasn’t his and he wanted it
removed.
Oak Harbor
Animal Control Terry Sampson responded to the report and found a 4-foot-long
ball python. The resident said the snake had been waiting underneath a
swallow’s nest for a day and a half, perhaps hoping for a baby bird to fall
out.
Obviously,
ball pythons aren’t native to the Pacific Northwest.
“He was either
someone’s pet that got out or someone abandoned him,” Sampson said, adding that
the reptile was in good shape.
Sampson said
he brought the python to an “undisclosed location” for safe keeping. The snake
will be on a six-day hold to give the owner time to claim it.
http://www.pnwlocalnews.com/whidbey/wnt/news/52687852.html
SCIENTIFIC AMERICAN (New York,
New York) 07 August 09 Some California Amphibians May Need a Lift
to Survive Climate Change (Brendan Borrell)
As
temperatures rise over the next century, three California amphibian species
could be pushed to the cusp of extinction because the warming climate will
effectively block their migration to more suitable habitats. Interventions by
humans who physically relocate the animals may be the only way to help them
survive.
Managed
relocation, or assisted migration, for climate change is a controversial topic
because of the challenges of moving an endangered species and the potential
harm it may cause in a new ecosystem.
The Torreya
Guardians, a self-organized group of naturalists, botanists, ecologists and
others, are the most well-known proponents of assisted migration. Last July,
the group planted endangered Torreya taxifolia seedlings in new habitat patches
north of their customary domain in Florida, where it is becoming too hot for
the conifers to survive. More recently, the British Columbia Ministry of
Forests and Range launched an Assisted Migration Adaptation Trial, testing out
nine tree populations from the U.S. in that Canadian province, to ensure that
the latter nation's timber production stays strong as the climate warms.
One practical
issue pertaining to managed relocation is deciding which species need to be
moved and when to move them. To study the problem, Regan Early and Dov Sax at
Brown University created a detailed simulation of how suitable habitat for 16
well-studied—and mostly common—frogs and salamanders will expand and contract
over the next century in response to climate-induced changes in precipitation
and temperature. Although some species' current and future ranges overlap, a
decade-by-decade analysis shows that corridors to new habitats may appear too
late or vanish at the wrong moment. Left to their own devices, the amphibians
would then have nowhere to go and wink out.
"That was
an unexpected result," Early said at the Ecological Society of America
meeting in Albuquerque this week. "Species might have no apparent barriers
between their current and future ranges, but climate variability and species
traits interact to prevent a range shift."
Early used a
moderate climate change scenario of 2 degrees Celsius warming by the end of the
century. Then the team assumed that animals could expand their ranges by about
12 kilometers per decade, and also could persist in an unsuitable habitat for
10 years.
Early first
described two well-known scenarios for how different California amphibians
could be affected by climate change. The black-bellied slender salamander, for
instance, would have no problem spreading from its home range around Santa
Barbara to the more northern central coast region. But for other species, like
the black salamander, a changing climate produces new pockets of habitat to the
north, but they don't ever overlap the salamander's current or future range in
the San Francisco Bay Area, leaving the animals stranded.
Early's
step-by-step simulations revealed a third scenario that is not apparent, simply
by comparing current and future habitats. In coastal California newts the
current and future ranges appear to overlap, but by the time that future
habitat becomes available late in the century, her simulation indicates that
the current range will have contracted so much that the animals have no route
to get there.
Overall, these
findings mean that the three California amphibian species will become
critically endangered—defined as inhabiting less than 100 square kilometers—by
2100. Other amphibian species also will become vulnerable or threatened,
lacking a way to reach a more suitable habitat. The good news, Early explained,
is that managers may only have to move species very short distances to give
them access to suitable habitat.
"This is
something we've definitely been concerned about," says ecologist Lee
Hannah of Conservation International, who has studied climate paths in South
Africa and Mexico and is part of the managed relocation working group.
"Ten years ago it was good enough to do a century or a half-century
snapshot...but now we see we have to look more closely."
"Inevitably,"
Hannah says, "we are going to have to rescue, captive breed, and move some
species."
http://www.scientificamerican.com/article.cfm?id=california-amphibians-need-a-lift
COAST WEEK (Mombassa, Kenya) 07 August 09 Let Us
Save The Lesser Webbed Toed Tsavo River Toad (Teti Kamugunda)
As we continue
to explore the issue of convergence of driving rules, we will this week
consider the important aspect of communication of the driving rules.
An important
part of driving is being able to see and decipher road signs.
On the
mandatory and cautionary road signs, there is quite a degree of convergence.
There is
general agreement about what the round and triangular shapes mean.
However, the
colour of the border of the sign varies from country to country.
Some have red
borders, others have black and we also have blue borders.
Whilst there
may be differences in colour, the general understanding is that the shape is
the key determinant of the message the area where there is less convergence is
in the area of informative signs.
In this area,
countries are creative in putting out national informative signs.
It is also the
area where individual sections of the community can be creative.
In the area of
cautionary signs there are instances when one will find that countries can have
differences.
The ones that
tend to confuse is where warning signs are put up to inform people about
animals.
Generally
speaking, these signs will inform the driver that there is the likelihood of
animals straying on to the road or even in some instances that the animals have
the right of way.
If one is not
familiar with the fauna and flora of the country then they are likely to ignore
the sign and hope nothing happens.
In Kenya, it
is very unlikely that conservationists will be able to create enough fuss for
the government and road authorities to designate an area as a special reserve
for a particular threatened species and then go all out to ensure that they
rule in that particular habitat.
Imagine a
situation where a toad is deemed to be a rare and endangered species ... for
arguments sake let us call it the lesser web toed Tsavo toad.
The habitat of
the toad straddles the Mombasa Nairobi road somewhere near the Tsavo River .
The range of
the toads is some six kilometres along this river and they criss cross the
roads for about a month a year when in the mating season.
At this time
the road is almost wall to wall toad for a certain period of the day each day.
The
conservationists want the road closed for the period when the toads are
crossing the road so that they can go about their business of mating without
interference.
The government
and roads authority agree that this should happen and they put up the necessary
road signs.
The reality is
that Kenyans will ignore the road sign and drive straight over the toads.
As far as they
are concerned, all toads are vermin and deserve to be eliminated,
conservationists or not.
We are
generally very impatient drivers and if we can get away with breaking the law
we will do so.
That is the
culture of this country.
We are not
even moved by the mandatory and cautionary road signs.
Stop and give
way signs are just bits of metal that some crazy guy has put at the side of the
road so that the fringe of the road complies with what is expected.
Drivers are
not supposed to take the least interest in what they mean. The Highway Code is
information that one remembers when one is told that there are cops in the
vicinity.
Speed limits
are only observed when there is the likelihood of being arrested and charged.
The opposite
is true in say Canada where one carefully observes information signs.
A driver
coming across one that cautions about the likelihood of caribou crossing the
road will cause the driver to slow down and look out for the animals.
Should the
animals be within range of the road, drivers are likely to stop and admire the
animals.
I agreed with
Kachumbari that it is not the response to mandatory or cautionary signs that
determines the compliance culture in a country.
The best barometer
is the response to informative signs.
These are the
ones that do not lead to any interest by the cops or law enforcement agencies.
Where there is
little regard to informative signs, the driving culture is careless, impatient
and very bullying.
Where drivers
do pay attention to informative signs then the discipline in driving is a lot
better.
As Kachumbari
says, compliance doesn't come easy.
http://www.coastweek.com/3232-21.htm
WESTBOROUGH NEWS (Massachusetts) 07 August
09 Snapper
sightings in Westborough (Annie Reid)
Westborough: With its many swamps, ponds and rivers,
Westborough offers us the exciting possibility of meeting a native snapping
turtle.
Why exciting?
After all, turtles are slow and lumbering on land.
For that very
reason, some excitement is likely if you or your pets encounter a common
snapping turtle (Chelydra serpentina)
on land. The snapper is likely to feel cornered, simply because it’s on land.
It will
probably turn to face you, and it may hiss, lunge and snap its jaws, threatening
to bite. It puts on a show of being ready to defend itself. The thing to do, of
course, is to realize that you’ve cornered a wild animal and back off.
Snappers have
a fearsome reputation, in contrast to our peaceable image of most other
turtles. Turtles are famous for protecting themselves by withdrawing – quite
literally. For example, our eastern painted turtles (Chrysemys picta) defend their head and legs by pulling them inside
their shell, where they’re safe. (Painted turtles are the ones we usually see
sunning themselves on logs in ponds.)
Snapping
turtles, on the other hand, can’t pull their head and limbs all the way in.
Their small-sized lower shell isn’t big enough. They have no choice but to
defend themselves on land by biting, just as many other animals do.
In water,
snappers are not fearsome. In their element, they are swift and maneuverable.
They simply swim away if you unsuspectingly approach or even step on them. Like
most other wild animals, they prefer to retreat to avoid trouble. Contrary to
what some people think, they don’t hunt the fingers and toes of swimmers.
The other
reason for excitement when you find a snapper (or any turtle) on land –
especially on a roadway – is concern for its safety in traffic. That dark rock
in the road may be a turtle! A big rock could be a snapper. Most drivers have
the good sense to avoid running over something that looks like a rock, since
rocks aren’t good for vehicles, but unfortunately some turtles become road
kill.
Sometimes,
drivers may see a “Turtle Crossing” sign, such as on Arch Street near Mill
Pond. But these signs are few and far between, and humans have created other
dangerous barriers to turtle crossings, such as the local railroad tracks that
posed a hazard for the young snapper in this week’s photo.
What are
snappers (and other turtles) doing on land anyway? Why does a turtle that lives
in water cross a road or trail? One big reason is to get from one wet area to
another. For example, snapping turtles may visit woodland vernal pools in the
spring to hunt frogs and salamanders that collect there to breed. Human
development has created roads and railroads that slice up wetlands and open
space into smaller sections, so many animals end up crossing roads in their
normal travels. (We see “Deer Crossing” signs more often than “Turtle Crossing”
signs.)
Another big
reason for snappers (and other turtles) to move over land is to find a suitable
nesting area for their eggs. Typically in June, females haul themselves out of
the water to search for a sandy place to lay their eggs.
We don’t think
of Westborough as sandy, but the retreating glaciers left scattered sand and
gravel deposits here and all over the eastern third of Massachusetts some
14,000 years ago. Human sand and gravel operations benefit from them, and
turtles find them and dig nest holes with their back legs.
Some holes are
false nests, but the female turtle finally chooses one, deposits her eggs, and
covers them. Snapper eggs are about the size of ping-pong balls. The female
leaves them to be incubated by the warmth of the sun on the sand.
The sun’s
warmth also determines the sex of the turtles developing inside the eggs.
During a certain early stage, eggs at low and high temperatures (55 degrees F
and 77 degrees F) produce females. Eggs in the middle range (say, 73 degrees F)
become males. Temperature varies within a nest because some eggs lie deeper
than others, so one nest may produce both males and females. What will this
year’s cool, wet summer produce?
Turtle eggs
may be hidden under the sand, but they’re far from safe. If you walk near a
sandy area along a shore or bank, look for what’s left on the ground after a
predator raid: slightly rolled, leathery shards of turtle eggs. Some turtle
nesting areas can be so covered with the remains of eggs that it seems
surprising that any survive.
Skunks are the
usual raiders, but raccoons, foxes and coyotes also dig up and eat turtle eggs,
usually soon after they’re laid. The false nests that turtles dig may serve to
confuse predators.
August and
September are the months for baby turtles. Snappers are the size of a quarter
when they hatch, dig themselves out of the sand, and head for water. On land
and in the shallows, many of them make a meal for snakes, birds, big fish and
even other turtles.
Adult snapping
turtles are large and well protected from predators by their shell, but it’s
legal to hunt them in Massachusetts. Snappers were the traditional meat in
turtle soup, a favorite among New England settlers and Native Americans.
How do
snappers get through the winter? The fact that they are cold-blooded may be key
to their winter survival. Sometime in November, when our ponds begin to ice
over, snappers bury themselves in mud at the bottom of a pond. They move little
or not at all, and their metabolism – the chemical reactions in their bodies –
slows way down. Remarkably, they don’t even breathe, but their skin may absorb
some oxygen from the cold water. In April’s warmth, they become active again.
Snapping
turtles are survivors. So are turtles in general, dating back 200 million years
in the history of life, to the age of the dinosaurs. Turtles survived the mass
extinction that killed off the dinosaurs (and 60 percent of the species on
Earth) 65 million years ago.
Let’s respect
and appreciate our local snappers!
http://www.wickedlocal.com/westborough/news/lifestyle/x1678043415/Snapper-sightings-in-Westborough
HATTIESBURG AMERICAN (Mississippi)
07 August 09 Picking up a snake not the smartest idea (Phil DiFatta)
After watching
an entertaining and very informative presentation by herpetologist Terry
Vandeventer at the Mississippi Wildlife Federation Extravaganza this past
weekend, I went out and found me a snake to play with.
Actually, I
didn't go anywhere to find the snake, except home. When I walked out my back
door and down the porch, I saw this critter, between three and four feet long,
coming up the walkway from my carport. You know, like he (or she; I really
can't tell the difference) was coming to visit.
Well, right
off the bat I recognized the critter as non-venomous, and since it didn't seem
bothered by me, I picked it up.
"How cool
I am," I thought as the wife drove up from work. She'd been with me in
Jackson and enjoyed more of Terry's seminar than I got to see and hear.
The snake
wrapped around my arm and rattled its rattle-less tail, but I gave it not a
thought, for I was cool. I petted it as it wormed its way around my arm, and
even Regina felt safe enough to pet it.
"OK,
little fella, it's time I let you go," I said to the snake in a very cool manner.
Then, as I
went to place him back in the woods, he bit me. I mean, he bit me like a grown
man... And, like my buddy "Tiny Tim" Dunaway described himself as
doing in a column not so many weeks ago, I screamed like a woman.
Actually, I
really didn't; I just wrote that so Tiny might consider dropping the defamation
suit against me.
Nonetheless, I
don't advise anyone handle a snake like this unless you are certain it's not
venomous. And don't jerk away if even a non-venomous one bites you. I know,
because to this day I STILL have a tooth (or something spiny) in my left palm,
swollen and festered, compliments of the "harmless" rat snake.
http://www.hattiesburgamerican.com/article/20090807/SPORTS/908070342
G1 (Brazil) 07 August 09 Instituto
faz concurso para escolher nome para cobra albina - Vital Brazil recebeu animal
como doação do Rio Zoo.
Uma cobra
albina é a nova atração do Instituto Vital Brazil (IVB), em Niterói, Região
Metropolitana do Rio. A festa de boas-vindas da serpente, uma píton macho doada
pelo Rio Zoo, está marcada para esta sexta-feira (7), quando começará um
concurso para escolher o nome da cobra.
A entrada é gratuita e não é necessário fazer inscrição prévia para
participar do concurso. O resultado será divulgado no dia 4 de setembro.
albinismo é uma condição de natureza genética em que há um defeito na
produção pelo organismo de melanina. Este defeito é a causa de uma ausência
parcial ou total da pigmentação dos olhos, pele e pelos do animal afetado.
Segundo o Instituto, a píton é uma espécie que costuma ser escura com manchas
pretas. O novo morador do Vital Brasil é branco com manchas.
“Um bicho como esse é raríssimo de se encontrar. Solto na natureza
geralmente sobrevive por pouco tempo. Por não conseguir se camuflar, torna-se
presa fácil”, explica o biólogo do IVB, Cláudio Machado.
Na próxima sexta, os visitantes poderão também manipular cobras
não-venenosas enquanto assistem a uma aula sobre animais peçonhentos dos
biólogos do instituto. Quem passar pelo Vital Brazil poderá conhecer também o
Laquesário, espaço onde são criadas exemplares da maior serpente venenosa das
Américas, a surucucu pico-de-jaca, espécie muito rara.
EXPRESSEN (Stockholm, Sweden) 23 July 09 Här
äter ormen upp grodan (Elisabeth Vedin)
Photo: Den här synen möttes Finn Larsson och
hans sällskap av när de promenerade omkring på Huvudskär i Stockholms skärgård.
(Finn Larsson)
Det är inte
bara fransmän som gillar grodlår. Även Stockholms skärgårds ormar gillar att
mätta sina magar med delikatessen. Finn Larsson bevittnade hur en 50 centimeter
lång orm åt upp en groda.
Finn Larsson
och hans sällskap möttes av en märklig syn när de promenerade omkring på
Huvudskär i Stockholms skärgård i förra veckan. Så märklig att de nästan trodde att de fått syn på en spännande
djurmutation. Vid närmare granskning insåg de dock att vad de i själva verket
bevittnade var en orm i full gång med att fylla på magsäcken.
Vi stod och
tittade och undrade vad det var för något vi såg. Undrade om det var något nytt
slags djur. Men sen såg vi vad det var, berättar Finn, för Expressen.se.
Grodan satt
där den satt
Framför dem
låg en cirka 50 centimeter lång orm med gapet fyllt av groda.
Grodan satt
helt stilla. Det såg ut som att den sov. Vi stod och kollade i kanske fem
minuter, men det hände ingenting. Då gick vi.
Blev ni själva
sugna på grodlår efteråt?
Haha, ja vi
tänkte att vi kanske skulle äta det till lunch.
http://www.expressen.se/1.1649314