The past couple weeks I've taken notice to an active House Sparrow nest outside my work. About 15 ft or so up the exterior wall there is a siding finish that begins and runs up the rest of the wall to the roof which gives a nicer finished look to the windows/offices on the second level. There is a gap between the wall and the siding that is excellent for Sparrows to build nests in, giving them total shelter from many of the elements.
I hadn't given much thought to the family, I'd just see them when I changed my propane tank for my forklift, since it was right by the tank storage. Last week the little ones within were getting pretty vocal and the parents were constantly bringing in food.
Early in my shift today I had to go outside and change the tank on my truck. I heard the little ones and could actually see them when I looked up the side of the wall. I knew they were going to fledge any time now.
About 6 hours later I am outside again. I hear Sparrow noises quite steadily as I open the door, so immediately I dart my eyes to the nest area. I wasn't expecting to see what I was looking at now. One of the young was hanging upside down from the nest... dead. A second young Sparrow was hanging there, upside down as well, peeping away and fluttering. It didn't take much thought after seeing this to realize the young birds were stuck in the nest material.
I learned last year on our Eastern Bluebird field trip with Bill Read that House Sparrows often use garbage to build their nests. I found that odd. But last summer we had a family in one of our nest boxes and when I cleaned that house in the fall; I was given proof to Bill's statement. There was cellophane from cigarette packages mixed in with dried grass and feathers. I thought it was pretty cool in a way that they were recycling the crap human litter bugs carelessly tossed anywhere but in garbage bins. But today I see that them using other discarded items found may not be such a good idea for their nests. I can't even really say what was in this nest only that it was durable material, very tightly woven, but not enough that little bird nails couldn't get into it... and get stuck.
It was a bit of an effort to get to this nest. I couldn't just leave this bird struggling like this. The still alive young was terrified of my appearance and started freaking out. And then the parents came in and started screaming at me. I worked fast at getting it and it's deceased sibling out from behind the siding. I was in disbelief to how tightly packed in this material was. I had to work a blade in and cut the bird(s) free. A long clump of this stuff came out attached to the birds.
I remembered how we held the birds at the banding station which kept them from moving and causing harm to themselves. This helped me with the little Sparrow. I cut away the dead bird so I could work on helping the live one. The one leg was actually free of the entanglement but unfortunately the other was in there good. And with the strain of it pulling on it and hanging upside down, for hours I suspect, he did some damage to it. I cut almost all of the nest material away and then tried to untangle the last bit but I lost my grip on the bird and he flew out of my hand.
I tried to catch him again but he wanted no part of that. The parents were still nearby shouting their disapproval at me. He fluttered and flew and made it across the parking lot and through the fence. The parents got quiet and disappeared as I watched the young one go out of sight.
I wasn't happy with the ending I had with this little bird but I know it certainly was better than leaving him there to struggle to exhaustion in the nest beside his dead sibling.
Not everyone likes House Sparrows but I don't know many people who would have left him there to die.
House Sparrows aren't native birds to our continent. They are aggressive small birds and wreak havoc on some of our native species. We had a battle with the Sparrow family here as they bullied our nesting Chickadees. I think I blogged about that and will have to add the link later. Here is some more information about House Sparrows that you may find interesting...
What is the most abundant songbird in North America? Next time you're driving around town, compare the number of House Sparrows you see to the number of our native songbirds you see. There are estimates that there are twice as many sparrows across the country as all other native songbirds combined -- a really sad statistic considering the house sparrow is not even a native bird of North America.
The House Sparrow, actually the Weaver Finch, which is the subject of all the "sparrow controversy," should not be confused with any of our numerous native sparrows such as the Grasshopper Sparrow, Chipping Sparrow, Song Sparrow, etc. In fact, the House Sparrow and the Eurasian Tree Sparrow, are the only non-native sparrows in North America. So, for the sake of clarity, whenever I refer to the general term "sparrow," I am referring solely to the non-native House Sparrow.
It is thought that the House Sparrow, originated in the Mediterranean and expanded its range into Europe with the growth of civilization. Only at the insistence of man did the House Sparrow make its way across the Atlantic Ocean to the United States. In 1850, green inch-worms were destroying trees in New York City's Central Park. Many people thought that the House Sparrow's main diet back in England consisted of these same green worms and that if sparrows were brought to New York City they would solve the worm problem in Central Park. Others thought the House Sparrow would eliminate crop pests. While others theorized that the House Sparrow would eat grain out of horse manure (which was becoming a bigger problem as the city grew and the number of horses on the city's streets increased), which would help the manure decompose more rapidly. In addition, the new wave of immigrants who were forced out of Europe in the late 1850's because of economic and agricultural failures, missed the little birds they were accustomed to seeing in their native Europe. While it appeared the house sparrow was an easy answer to several problems facing a new society, no one could foresee the damage that would be done to the population of native birds.
The first introduction of the House Sparrow was conducted by the Brooklyn Institute in 1851. Eight pairs were originally released but none were able to survive the change in climate. More attempts were made in New York City and other areas along the New England seaboard, and eventually the birds adopted to our colder climate and multiplied. The house sparrow rapidly spread across the United States. The abundance of spilled grain used for feeding horses and the artificial nesting cavities provided by man helped the sparrow along.
In less than 25 years, the mistake that was made became obvious. An over abundance of house sparrows became a problem in cities and the sparrow caused extensive damage to grain crops and fruit trees. And, with the increased house sparrow population, there was an evident decrease in the number of native songbirds. A well-intended deed of our ancestors quickly turned into a disaster.
To learn even more, click here, which is where I got the info that I'm too lazy to type out.
If you are still with me, I almost did this blog without a photo. I wasn't going to take one of the sight I beheld out back. Some may found it quite upsetting with the dead one and the struggling other. So here is our favorite House Sparrow that visits us. A partial leusistic female Angie nick-named Snowflake. She first showed up in the summer of 2012. So she's been with us for over a year, although she did disappear through the winter. We were happy to see her return in around March of this year and is still with us most days.
Just tales of me and the furry, the feathered, the slimey and the scaly... whatever! Fun stories. Sad stories. Stories that directly involve me or stories that have touched me.
Meadow Mueller 07/2003 - 04/2015

Showing posts with label House Sparrow. Show all posts
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August 6, 2013
July 16, 2013
What the Hell Happened?
Okay, first off, I must warn anyone reading this that the images below are very disturbing. Trust me! Take my word for it! If you cannot handle gruesome dead wildlife images, please back out of this blog upon reading the last paragraph and take my advice to slowly scroll down the page, ensuring you do not see the last images I posted. You have been warned.
So, last Thursday I get home from work and after a bit of puttering I am outside checking the yard, the feeders and changing the bird baths. It's pretty quiet, they must have emptied the feeders before noon and the baths are all muddy and barely any water left. The extreme heat has me changing the water many times a day when possible.
I'm walking towards the bird pole out in the middle of the garden. The pole puts 4 feeders about 12 to 14 ft above ground, with a metal umbrella 3/4's of the way up to keep the Squirrels from getting the bounty of peanuts hanging in the one feeder.
Feeders at the pole system high above the gardens. I use a claw rake to bring them down for filling.
I notice a bird on one of the tube feeders. But after a couple seconds of focus on it as I'm walking closer, I notice something is not right. For one, the bird is not moving. Another thing, the bird is not perched. At my view point I can see the body and it's seemingly hovering along side the feeder. And as I move in closer I see something is really wrong... the bird obviously dead, it's hanging, and the head is a couple inches away from the body, just hanging by a thread of muscle. It had been there for sometime today, the blood was dried and as I brought the feeder down, the head was dried and stuck to the top of the feeder. While House Sparrows are not high on my list of faves, they are enjoyable in the dog days of summer or any other time when no other birds are around. They add a soundtrack to the backyard and bring it to life. So I couldn't help but feel bad looking at this bird in such a horrible state, wondering what the hell happened.
I immediately thought Hawk or Kestrel, perhaps snagging the bird on the pole system as I noticed Sparrow feathers stuck to the black bar above the feeder, and maybe the bird of prey dropped it's meal. But there was little damage to the body, like talon tears or grab marks.
I buried the bird, washed the feeder, filled it again and up it went.
I watched the birds for a while after this, still puzzled at what happened while I was at work. I observed one particular Common Grackle chasing every Sparrow it saw. It was knocking them off the feeders, and occasionally flew to the ground and chased and pecked at them in the garden.
Common Grackle at one of the bird baths. They sure remind me of a T-Rex with their stare and their strut.
Grackles are a part of the Jay family and they can be a bit carnivorous. I've seen it before with the Jays, the Grackles and even the Starlings. If they don't eat the smaller birds, they sure don't have a problem killing them. Best example was watching a small mouse come running out from under my shed one afternoon at spilled bird seed. Two Jays took notice to it, shrieked and beat the hell out of the mouse. They pecked it and threw it around, pecking some more and so on for a couple minutes until the mouse lay still on the ground. Then suddenly this Starling flew in, grabbed the little mouse and flew off to the cedars with it and ate it!
It's the only thing that makes any sense of this all to me especially after seeing this one Grackle being quite aggressive to all the Sparrows that flew in.
Back in the early days of backyard bird feeding, we used to make a joke when the Grackles flew in and started picking on the House Sparrows, saying stuff like "snip snip" or "off with their heads". We at this time had only heard tales of such brutal behavior. Of course neither Angie or myself wanted to see it, and joking about it was better than sitting there saying "Oh my gawd, here come the murderers! Are we gonna see a slaughter?!?!" When you are new to something and you hear wild tales, your head can fill with crazy thoughts and visuals.
I'm still shocked by this but it's not going to deter me from feeding everyone. I don't hate the Grackles now because of this. The wild world can be brutal at times and us as humans, living where we do, must be thankful that our society is not like this, survival of the fittest (biggest and hungriest).
Okay, if you are still hanging on, here are a few photos to really put an image to what I found...
First visual of the bird, but between work exhaustion and the heat, it took me a few seconds to realize something was not right.
Um, ya, brain is really wondering what the heck at this point.
No joy was to be had taking these pics but how could I explain this to anyone?
It reminds me of some horror movie, like here is a warning sign that things are going to get worse if you continue. Yes I am quite imaginative.
Well, if you sat through all this, haven't screamed in horror, shed a tear, threw up all over your key board; I thank you for taking the time out for a not so great story I shared. Here is my thank you gift to you...
A dirty look from our princess Meadow. Haha! Its okay, she gives everyone this look except her daddy and mommy.
Okay, how about this? Meet Tiguaq the Snowy Owl. He's the newest addition to the team of educational birds at CPF. I had the pleasure of finally meeting him last Wednesday. What a beauty! I was helping our friend Tracy do some upgrades at the wing of the barn.
So, last Thursday I get home from work and after a bit of puttering I am outside checking the yard, the feeders and changing the bird baths. It's pretty quiet, they must have emptied the feeders before noon and the baths are all muddy and barely any water left. The extreme heat has me changing the water many times a day when possible.
I'm walking towards the bird pole out in the middle of the garden. The pole puts 4 feeders about 12 to 14 ft above ground, with a metal umbrella 3/4's of the way up to keep the Squirrels from getting the bounty of peanuts hanging in the one feeder.
Feeders at the pole system high above the gardens. I use a claw rake to bring them down for filling.
I notice a bird on one of the tube feeders. But after a couple seconds of focus on it as I'm walking closer, I notice something is not right. For one, the bird is not moving. Another thing, the bird is not perched. At my view point I can see the body and it's seemingly hovering along side the feeder. And as I move in closer I see something is really wrong... the bird obviously dead, it's hanging, and the head is a couple inches away from the body, just hanging by a thread of muscle. It had been there for sometime today, the blood was dried and as I brought the feeder down, the head was dried and stuck to the top of the feeder. While House Sparrows are not high on my list of faves, they are enjoyable in the dog days of summer or any other time when no other birds are around. They add a soundtrack to the backyard and bring it to life. So I couldn't help but feel bad looking at this bird in such a horrible state, wondering what the hell happened.
I immediately thought Hawk or Kestrel, perhaps snagging the bird on the pole system as I noticed Sparrow feathers stuck to the black bar above the feeder, and maybe the bird of prey dropped it's meal. But there was little damage to the body, like talon tears or grab marks.
I buried the bird, washed the feeder, filled it again and up it went.
I watched the birds for a while after this, still puzzled at what happened while I was at work. I observed one particular Common Grackle chasing every Sparrow it saw. It was knocking them off the feeders, and occasionally flew to the ground and chased and pecked at them in the garden.
Common Grackle at one of the bird baths. They sure remind me of a T-Rex with their stare and their strut.
Grackles are a part of the Jay family and they can be a bit carnivorous. I've seen it before with the Jays, the Grackles and even the Starlings. If they don't eat the smaller birds, they sure don't have a problem killing them. Best example was watching a small mouse come running out from under my shed one afternoon at spilled bird seed. Two Jays took notice to it, shrieked and beat the hell out of the mouse. They pecked it and threw it around, pecking some more and so on for a couple minutes until the mouse lay still on the ground. Then suddenly this Starling flew in, grabbed the little mouse and flew off to the cedars with it and ate it!
It's the only thing that makes any sense of this all to me especially after seeing this one Grackle being quite aggressive to all the Sparrows that flew in.
Back in the early days of backyard bird feeding, we used to make a joke when the Grackles flew in and started picking on the House Sparrows, saying stuff like "snip snip" or "off with their heads". We at this time had only heard tales of such brutal behavior. Of course neither Angie or myself wanted to see it, and joking about it was better than sitting there saying "Oh my gawd, here come the murderers! Are we gonna see a slaughter?!?!" When you are new to something and you hear wild tales, your head can fill with crazy thoughts and visuals.
I'm still shocked by this but it's not going to deter me from feeding everyone. I don't hate the Grackles now because of this. The wild world can be brutal at times and us as humans, living where we do, must be thankful that our society is not like this, survival of the fittest (biggest and hungriest).
Okay, if you are still hanging on, here are a few photos to really put an image to what I found...
First visual of the bird, but between work exhaustion and the heat, it took me a few seconds to realize something was not right.
Um, ya, brain is really wondering what the heck at this point.
No joy was to be had taking these pics but how could I explain this to anyone?
It reminds me of some horror movie, like here is a warning sign that things are going to get worse if you continue. Yes I am quite imaginative.
Well, if you sat through all this, haven't screamed in horror, shed a tear, threw up all over your key board; I thank you for taking the time out for a not so great story I shared. Here is my thank you gift to you...
A dirty look from our princess Meadow. Haha! Its okay, she gives everyone this look except her daddy and mommy.
Okay, how about this? Meet Tiguaq the Snowy Owl. He's the newest addition to the team of educational birds at CPF. I had the pleasure of finally meeting him last Wednesday. What a beauty! I was helping our friend Tracy do some upgrades at the wing of the barn.
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