All grown up

My last 2 visits to the great horned owl nest was in early June. The baby owl was almost fully grown but still had a lot of fuzz on him. He had already branched and was moving all over the big tree. This morning he was sitting high up with Mom next to him.

Dad was in a nearby tree keeping an eye on things.

I’m not sure if he was trying to get Mom to feed him or give him a kiss.

A week later was my last trip.  I found Dad easily, sleeping in a tree nearby.

Baby was a little harder to find. He was now moving from tree to tree and was 2 trees over and high up by himself.

This was my last look at him but many people were keeping track of him and he’s all grown up and still at the park but even harder to find.

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Fuzzy baby is getting big

Yes, I made many visits to the great horned owl’s nest in May since it’s so close to were I live. It was so great seeing the little baby grow up. One morning I got there a little later and he was fully awake and making so many funny faces. He was very curious looking around at the birds going by and people walking their dogs nearby.

Mom was just a little higher in the tree and she was showing off her big talons while scratching an itch.

Big baby’s talons were getting big.

Mom was watching all of the joggers and dog walkers go by as she kept an eye on baby below.

Dad was high up in a tree nearby.

Taken with my phone and zooming in from across the grass, you could barely see the baby (yellow arrow). The tree curves over the parking lot and the rangers had that part roped off.

This is the above shot extremely cropped up.

Mom was on the top left looking down on baby and baby is barely visible on the bottom right, behind the moss.

Turning around, the view of the waterfront while the sun was coming up.

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A fuzzy captivator

In mid-May I was still visiting the baby great horned owl at the nearby park.  He (or she) was getting big but still had all that fuzz.

It was warm this morning and he was panting. It’s captivating watching him just sitting and looking around.

He was doing his morning stretches.

His swivel head was activated.

He turned around and faced the other direction. Everyone scooted over to see him and he was watching us move.

Both parents were nearby. Mom was on a branch just over baby and was looking down on him. Dad was high up in a tree hanging over the parking lot.

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Leftovers for dinner

I was back at Philippe Park to see the great horned owl baby in early May. The baby was sleeping so I walked around for a while and saw a lone female blue grosbeak.

Far out in the bay I could see a dolphin swimming by the park.

A pelican takes off.

Finally the baby owl woke up and everyone started snapping away. The area was all roped off near the tree so we were standing pretty far away.  You needed to be far anyway to see the baby in the nest.

Was she giving Mom a kiss? Or letting her know she was hungry?

Mom started digging around in the nest and picked up a part of a rabbit. I guess they were having leftovers for dinner.

It was pretty amazing to watch Mom feeding the hungry baby.

A little later Mom pulled up a rat to eat. This is why it’s so important not to use rat poison. An owl can eat several rats a day and many more when they are feeding their babies. They are the nature’s best rat control. If they eat a rat that had eaten rat poison the owl will die as well.

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Hoping for a face only a Mother could love

In the middle of April we thought the great horned owls at a nearby park had a baby. Mom was looking down at something. We were hoping a baby was still too small to see yet. This couple has had a rough year and it was late for baby owls. They usually hatch in January or February here. The couple sat on eggs back in the winter twice and lost both clutches so we thought they were done. Last year their baby didn’t survive so this couple has had a tough time. Then we realized they were sitting on eggs again in a different tree (just across the parking lot of from the old nest tree).

Dad was sticking close to the nest which also made us think a baby had hatched.

There are so many squirrels in this park.

I came back a few days later after hearing someone had seen the small baby. We were all standing far back and this was the view when you turned around. Not a bad view to sit and wait for the owls to wake up from their morning nap.

That squirrel in the bottom right above is either stupid or brave, getting so close to the owl and the nest. He got even closer but panicked and ran away quickly.

Dad was still sticking close to the nest tree.

Finally I got a peek at the baby (see the yellow arrow). It really blended it to Mom’s feathers.  There was only one baby and the locals called her (or him) Hope.

The baby was finally waking up and it definitely has a face only a Mother could love.

At first glance it looked like Mom was giving the baby some kisses and baby was kissing back but I think that’s the baby’s way of saying “Mom, feed me!”

Since this park is so close to my house I stopped in several times. This park is a great place to walk along the water and the owls are a bonus. More to come on this little one.

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A morning of usual critters

I was at Roosevelt Wetlands in late December hoping to find some great winter ducks but only the usuals were there. Above a pied grebe was watching me take his picture.

Ring-necked ducks are usually here during the winter.

And coots are easy to find in the winter.

A year round bird but not that common is a Cooper’s Hawk. He was hiding in the shadows.

Eastern phoebes and savannah sparrows are plentiful here in the winter.

Boring ole mallards were trying to sleep on the main trail.

Since things were slow at the wetlands I left early and stopped at Philippe Park on the way home. The great horned owls nest here in the winter. Dad was sitting high up in the tree and was easy to find.

Mom was still sitting on the nest. They sat on the nest for a month and abandoned it twice this winter. Something wasn’t working for them. Maybe the eggs weren’t hatching? Everyone thought they would have left the park by now for the season but I’ve recently heard that she’s back nesting on a different tree in the same park. Maybe third time’s a charm?

It was low tide along the sea wall and ibis and a few laughing gulls were feeding in the muck.

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Critter rescues this fall

My car was full in mid-September when I drove some lost critters from the Raptor Center of Tampa Bay to Penny, a rehabber, in south St. Pete. Baby squirrel season was in full swing and I had 2 boxes of lost babies as well as 2 hawks and a baby dove.

A few days later more baby squirrels made the trip to Penny. This time I had 2 baby flying squirrels in the car. They were so tiny and much smaller than regular squirrels. They can’t actually fly around like birds and bats but are able to glide from tree to tree with those tiny “wings” on their sides. They are nocturnal so they are hard to spot. I’ve heard they are in the area but I’ve never seen one in the wild until this day.

A few “regular” baby squirrels also made the trip.

Penny rehabs all kinds of critters and lives in south St. Pete. Her neighborhood had a few free roaming peacocks and this one was able to walk in front of my car so I stopped and snapped the above as she crossed the street. She’s pretty with a mix of white and blue.

At the beginning of October a young red shoulder hawk had just come back from a visit to the vet for an injured eye and was making the trip back to the Raptor Center to finish his rehabilitation.

Look at that face! This great horned owl had been rescued and was well enough to be released so I was driving him to the Raptor Center from a Barbara, the rehabber near my home. He will go into the big flight cage at the center to build back up his strength.

A turkey vulture and another great horned owl also made the trip.

A few weeks later I stopped at an emergency vet to pick up a baby squirrel that had been brought in that was found in someone’s yard. Then I drove it to the Raptor Center.

He joined another big box of lost squirrels and I drove them all to Penny.

An injured crow also made the trip.

In early December I picked up a caracara from the Raptor Center that had an injured wing and leg. We don’t see caracaras near my home and this one was brought in from central Florida. I took him to Barbara, the rehabber, who was taking him to the vet the next morning to have him looked and at possibly reset the wing and leg. This was the 2nd caracara I had as a passenger in the year and half of driving injured critters. He looks like a prettier vulture and acts like a vulture (mostly eating roadkill) but he’s actually a type of falcon.

Summer rescue transports

Brothers from a different mother (and father). These three babies (bunny, squirrel and possum) all made the trip together to Penny the rehabber in south St. Pete. They were so cute all cuddled up together.

A sick crow also made the trip in late July.

At the end of July I headed out to the Raptor Center of Tampa Bay to pick up a carful of critters. This tiny baby squirrel was so cute with his feet sticking out.

A baby bird that had fallen out of the nest and couldn’t be renested also made the trip.

Two kestrels also made the trip and went to Barb, the rehabber at Moccasin Lake Park. They were going to be released.

Another carload of critters in early August. I first stopped at a rehabber nearby to pick a screech owl that was headed to the Raptor Center to be rehabilitated.

At the Raptor Center I picked up my first ever black skimmer. This juvenile had an injured wing that was wrapped up.

An osprey was making the trip to Penny, who is an osprey expert.

The tiniest bunny I think I’ve had it my car. Was it praying in it’s sleep?

It was mid-August and so many baby squirrels were being found. People find them in their yard when they either fall from the nest or the tree was cut down and now the nest is on the ground. The Raptor Center tries to work with people to help reunite the babies with their Mom but it doesn’t always work. All of these were going to Penny, also a squirrel expert.

A week later I had 3 great horned owls (only pictures of 2) and a barred owl in my car. They had all been to a vet nearby that works with wild birds and all were okay and heading back to the Raptor Center to eventually be released. I think they must have gotten rid of their breakfast all at the same time because they were pretty stinky in the car.

I picked up the screech owl at the Raptor Center and took it back to Barb. It was going to the vet the next morning for an injured eye.

A new owl family

After the loss of both great horned owl parents (and babies) in 2022 in a nearby park from rat poison I was hesitant to stop by when I heard a new couple had moved into the nest tree. New owls met and paired up last year and hung around the nest for several months but did not have babies. I never did make it over there because I was still heart broken after the loss of the family the year before. The locals named them Odie and Dory (named after Odet Philippe and his wife Dorothy who were the first settlers in Safety Harbor and brought grapefruit to the area). This year I heard they were back and on a nest so I stopped by in late January to see Dory up on the nest.

Odie was nearby napping in the moss.

In early February I made another stop and Dory was still on the nest but there was a rumor that someone had seen a tiny baby on the nest. She was acting like something was going on but we didn’t see any feeding yet.  Maybe the baby was still too small to see and the nest was much higher up and harder to see.

Two weeks later we could see the baby. This was right before sunset and we waited until dark hoping to catch a feeding but Dad didn’t come in with food until it was too dark to shoot anything.

A week later I took my sister over to see the owls while she was visiting. Odie was moving around and being cute. It looked like he was eating a bug on the branch.

The baby was sitting up on a branch a few feet away from Mom where it was very visible.  It mostly slept while we were there and we didn’t stay long. This was the last I saw of it. I heard a few days later the baby was seen injured and then disappeared. People think another raptor must have gotten the baby. The non-expert owl watchers were thinking since Dory was a new Mom she wasn’t sure how to take care of it. Either way it was sad again. We’ll have to wait until next winter to see if they nest again.

My first eagle passenger

An early morning transport had me driving an injured red shoulder hawk and a black vulture from the Raptor Center in Brandon to Penny, the rehabber, in south St. Pete. I didn’t get a picture of the vulture. He was in a box and was jumping around a lot so didn’t want to open the box. I think he was being released soon.

A few days later I got an emergency call to see if I could pick up an injured eagle that was being rescued.  It was only 15 minutes from my house so I jumped in the car and met George from Birds In Helping Hands who had just grabbed the eagle. The eagle had been on the ground in someone’s backyard and they called it in.

George put the eagle in a crate and put it in the back of my car. My first eagle passenger put up a little fight at first so I thought he might be okay. The entire drive to the Raptor Center I was hoping it wasn’t rat poison which would have been bad. When I got to the Center and Nancy went to take him out of my car we realized he did not survive the trip. I was crushed, fighting back tears. His crop was torn wide open so he hadn’t eaten in a long time. Nancy thinks he must have eaten a fish with a big fishing hook in it and it tore through.

The rescues and transports continue. A huge white pelican was rescued in someone’s yard by Carol (on the right) and brought to the nearby Raptor Center. I met her there and then transported it to the Seaside Seabird Sanctuary. Two hawks (in the boxes) made the trip as well and went to Penny on the way home.

There’s a constant stream of screech owls getting rescued. This was found on the ground not too far from my home and I got it from Barbara, the rescuer, and drove it out to the center.

February 1st brought another trip to a rehabber with a red shoulder hawk and a crow. Most of the birds are quiet in the car but that crow was cawwing all the way there.

Baby squirrel season had already started here. There were 3 in the box. The one mostly covered under the towel had no fur yet. There were 2 tiny bats that were found on the ground as well. Bats can carry rabies but it’s very rare for a person to get a rabies from a bat. I didn’t open the box. Penny opened it when I got to her home. She’s been vaccinated for rabies and rehabilitates bats.

A few days later I transported a great horned owl with a bang on his head and an injured beak and a turkey vulture that was sick.

Two days later another box of baby squirrels went to Penny.  This box also had a tiny baby bunny in it (on the orange).

A wood stork with a broken wing also made the trip. He was heading to Homosassa Springs Wildlife Park to live once he healed.

In the middle of February a sick sanderling was found in central Florida. Someone brought him into the Raptor Center and I drove him from there to the Seaside Seabird Sanctuary out on the beach. They are experts with rehabbing shorebirds so he was in good hands.

The sick/injured wildlife never ends here so I have more to share but I’ll save that for another post.