By Liz Corry

Celebrations and commiserations this month as the chough breeding season begins to wind down. We have only managed to produce two chicks this year through the captive breeding programme at Durrell. It doesn’t mean that we have had to work any less, however, to ensure that these chicks make it to fledging.

Hand-rearing Gwinny’s chick

The chick we began hand-rearing in May continued to grow and develop with relative ease. We had a few stressful days trying to keep the chick from overheating. Corvid chicks are prone to overheating when developing in the nest. We had been carefully controlling temperature within the brooder and maintaining a constant room temperature. The problems started when the weather outside improved. Late afternoon to early evening is when the sun is shining directly on the incubation room window. For a couple of days  at the start of June the temperature in the brooder was being pushed up 2-4°C higher than it should have been and the chick would pant excessively. Much like the perils of keeping dogs in hot cars the chick could have easily died. Of course we wouldn’t let that happen.

A makeshift net curtain was put up to shade the chick in the evening and the windows were opened. As this was happening out of hours, open windows posed a security risk, so we stayed with the chick in between the two affected feed times whilst doing our best to cool it down.

Fortunately this situation did not last long and a couple of days later, at 17 days old, the chick was large enough to move out of the brooder and into our rearing room.

Here we had to make sure the room conditions best prepared the chick for the imminent move to the release aviary.

Heating was turned off and skylight windows were gradually opened to allow for a breeze to blow through the room. Not quite cliff top conditions, but at least the outdoors will not come as too much of a shock.

There was some preparation to do at the aviary before the chick moved in. The doors and hatches to section 1B (where the rearing box is) were closed a few days before. This allowed the free-living choughs to sort out their new living arrangements. Eight of the juveniles roost in the aviary and we know from droppings that some use section 1B. There are plenty of other options within the aviary, they just need to decide amongst themselves who was going to go where. It also allowed us to check there were no rodent issues to compromise the chick’s success.

We also spent two days strimming, chopping, mowing, and bracken bashing. Basically any job that was going to create lots of noise and disturbance we wanted out-of-the-way once the chick moved in. At least until it had fledged and was more comfortable in the aviary.

With these tasks out-of-the-way we picked a day when we had plenty of staff around and the vets were available to examine the chick. On 22nd June we took the chick to the Vet Centre to have a routine health-check and blood samples taken. We also added plastic leg rings and implanted a transponder. A DNA sample was taken and sent off to discover the sex of the chick.

The one thing we had not planned for was the torrential downpour which lasted most of the day. The chick was fine, being kept in either a pet carrier or sheltered in the aviary. We didn’t fare too well, even with waterproofs, giving up by lunchtime. The chick seemed to adjust easily regardless of weather and took food from the tweezers straight away. When the adults arrived for their food it was a little intimidated. By the afternoon it was calling in response to the adults calling. The video below includes a clip taken on a smartphone the day the chick moved in. The adults are outside on the netting calling and looking in to try to see where the noise was coming from.

The next couple of days the weather switched to being really nice. This time too nice and the chick was overheating again. We might name the chick ‘Goldilocks’ depending on the DNA results. Temperatures in the nest box were averaging 21°C, 2-3 degrees higher than the chick was used to. We removed one of the corotherm panels on the side of the aviary next to the box to allow the wind to get through which helped a lot.

The adults have found their own way to cool off this month using the sheep water bowsers in the field next door, or flying around the quarry where the temperatures were cooler.

The underlying issue was that the chick was stressed by the whole situation. Anything additional, like it being too hot, would feel amplified for the chick. Last year the four chicks we moved in had each other to look to for reassurance. As one person described it “remember what your first day of school was like”. The chick can hear the intimidating ‘big kids’ next door and sometimes see them. We appear with food for reassurance then disappear (we don’t want it imprinting on us).

Feed times instantly doubled in length. The chick would eat a few bites then get distracted by noises outside of the aviary. During this time it would take food from the tweezers but then spit it back out. It meant it wasn’t eating as much as it had been back at the park and it’s body weight was fluctuating daily.

When the chick started ‘bouldering’ out of the nest it became even harder to feed with all the new things for it to explore.

If it wandered too far from the nest, most notably onto the top step of the ladder, it would stay there until Harriet or myself guided it back up with the promise of food.

By July the chick should be flying around with confidence and eating for itself.

We are hoping to receive a group of parent-reared chicks from Paradise Park who can then be socialised with our chick.

We will assess nearer the time whether this chick is suitable for release. If it ends up being too dependent on staff we might not release it and find an alternative role for it back at the park.

Gianna and ‘Special K’ the foster chick

In May we gave Gianna, our tame chough, a chick that we had hand-reared for the first five days after hatching.

Our intentions being that this would be less demanding for staff time compared to hand-rearing.

More importantly the chick gets to be raised by an actual chough and less human contact.

As this was the first time we had attempted foster-rearing, the only surviving egg of Tristan and Issy, and if a successful release candidate to be name something beginning with ‘K’ we decided to give the unsexed chick the nickname ‘Special K’.

Gianna proved to be an attentive first time parent doing everything a mother chough should.

Staff provided Gianna with a regular supply of food from 07:30 until 19:00, sometimes feeding her in the nest as the male would. As always, we ‘preened’ Gianna, but never Special K as that was Gianna’s job. At two weeks old we switched from daily weighing to every few days as it became too much of a disturbance. The chick had become more alert and reactive.

On 30^th May I noticed Special K looking a little unsteady in the nest. I took it out to weigh and instantly saw to my dismay that it’s right leg was bent. Until now the twigs in the nest had blocked our view of the chick’s legs when sat in the nest. When we had handled it there was nothing to suggest there was a problem although we don’t spend long with the chick when weighing to avoid prolonged human contact.

The weekend duty vet was called out to examine the chick. There were two possible reasons either the chick had sustained a fracture in the nest and healed incorrectly or, more worryingly, it was metabolic bone disease (MBD) where bones are weakened.

MBD can be induced by inappropriate nutrient levels in the diet namely lack of calcium and/or vitamin D3.

Gianna had been feeding the chick a lot of waxmoths. Her favourite food, but not necessarily one packed with the right nutrients.

A blood sample from Special K was sent away to look at calcium and protein levels amongst other things. The results did not ring any alarm bells although we had to bear in mind the sample was taken after the bones had changed and would not necessarily reflect what was happening in the blood prior to this.

The aviary they are housed in came into question as it is quite shaded in the mornings but full exposed by late afternoon. Lack of exposure to sufficient ultraviolet light can also cause MBD.

For a species which nests in caves and crevices you would expect UV levels to be lower in general compared to say a gull nesting on a chimney top. We were not too sure if UV levels would be a contributing factor.

Out of curiosity we took UV and lux (illuminance) readings at three different locations in the aviary and one in the overspill car park (no shade) over a five-day period. We did find that levels inside the nest box were low or zero compared to elsewhere. However, we don’t have data for wild nest sites or other captive breeding aviaries for comparison so we cannot read too much into this.

One way we would know whether it was MBD or a fracture would be to X-ray. We decided to wait until the chick was independent of Gianna to do this. Any intervention resulting from the X-ray would be better managed at this stage in its life rather than earlier. If it proved to be a fracture it might be possible to reset the bones in which case 5-6 weeks of post-operative care would be required.

Special K was returned to Gianna and stayed in the nest until it started bouldering, i.e. jumping in and out of the nest, on the 10^th June. Special K’s mobility issues meant it took the chick a few days longer than normal to pluck up the courage and skill to get out of the nest.

We aided it by providing a shelf (B & Q’s finest budget pine) to the front of the nest.This way it didn’t have to leap far.

Once it was out it wasn’t long before it was taking short flights and keepers would find it above their heads hanging out on the safety-porch roof.

It started feeding for itself around 47 days of age. You could sense Gianna was beginning to feel bored and superfluous. She started preening keepers’ hair and demanding more of our attention. Rather worryingly she started feather plucking the chick under the bill. We tried to provide enrichment, otherwise known as distractions, but to little effect. Any other bird would readily take to them. Gianna either ignored or, in the case of the insect culture we spread out for her to probe through, she tidied it all up and dumped it in the corner of the aviary!

On 30^th June the chick was taken to the Vet Department to have X-rays taken. They clearly show the bone deformity along the tarsus which cause the right foot to bend inwards. This could be operated on to straighten the foot and avoid pressure sores and other problems developing in the future. The X-ray revealed a second problem; the femur was also abnormal to such as degree that it would not be possible to fix. This deformity would mean that once the foot was straightened the right leg would be slightly shorter than the left. This would put the chick at a disadvantage on the ground in terms of mobility, but not necessarily impact on its feeding and flying capabilities.

Once vet nurse, Mel Frost, had prepped the bird for the operation the vet, Alberto Barbon, began to operate on the tarsus.  In simple terms the bone had to be broken and then reset using pins to hold it in place. These then stay in place for three weeks until the bone has fused together.

What I am about to describe might seem fairly gruesome to those of a sensitive nature. I have seen my fair share of operations, but as a surrogate ‘parent’ looking on even I found it a challenge. That being said it is astonishing what can be achieved through modern veterinary practice and as an observer you become transfixed.

Any operation in which a small bird is anaesthetised carries a risk. With this particular procedure there was another hazard. To break the bone internally the vet risks damaging tendons and nerves with the scalpel. Externally it is a lot cleaner with regards to infection risk, but the break might not be clean and could fragment. The vet opted for the latter and with precision and strength (and courage!) snapped the bone.

Pins were inserted by pushing through the skin at calculated points along the bone. Again this required a lot of precision and concentration. In total four pins were inserted along the length of the bone.

These were then braced either side with another pin and each join wired then glued together. Finally the ends of the pins were trimmed so the frame was less cumbersome to the chick once it was up and mobile.

Throughout this the vet nurse had paid close attention to heart rate and breathing rate. Painkillers were being administered and a precautionary antibiotic given. To the chick that is! Vet and staff had to grin and bear.

Two hours in and the vet had reached the stage where he just need to bandage the framework to protect the chick. The vet nurse started to bring Special K around, out of the anaesthetic. Suddenly the chick’s responses changed and staff jumped into emergency mode. The chick had stopped breathing and heart rate had dropped. An avian form of CPR was started and adrenaline administered as a final attempt to restart the heart. Despite every effort Special K did not recover and sadly pronounced dead on the operating table.

Everybody involved was understandably devastated. It had seemed so promising with preparations underway to set up a vet centre cage for it’s post-op recovery just as the news broke. Having been hand-reared and foster-reared by staff for two months the loss of Special K had a greater impact than simply one less chough to release.

We now know via the post-mortem that Special K was a female.

Teaching Through Nature

For a second year running we participated in Alderney Wildlife Trust’s Teaching Though Nature programme. This is an exciting cross-curricular education project offering schools the opportunity to bring nature into their classrooms.

Using the dramatic lives of seabirds and Alderney’s wildlife, this project links directly to the Keystage 1 & 2 curriculum, and is an effective way of teaching science and literacy skills, and promoting pupil creativity and confidence.

For two weeks at the start of June Durrell took over with daily blogs and live webchats about the choughs, Birds On The Edge, and other species Durrell works with. Questions came flooding in; what do choughs eat?, how many choughs do you have?, what is the deadliest bird? We also had lots of lovely feedback and have hopefully helped spur on the next generation of conservationists.

Summer time shenanigans

With summer finally arriving there were changes in the air at Sorel. Some quite literally. The sheep have been sheared to lose their winter coat. Aaron and Ewen rounded them into the aviary field and spent four days working their way through the flock. The streamlined brown sheep are now back out on the cliffs and making new friends.

The fledged raven family have been spending a lot of time at Sorel in amongst the sheep, patrolling the field edges for food, and generally just hanging out on the cliffs. Considering the size difference, the choughs were probably pushing their luck when they mobbed one for being in their air space. Other than that they have been living happily side by side. The peregrines have been out and about. Thankfully no encounters with the choughs…yet.

With the warmer weather and calmer winds the choughs have largely ignored everything else going on at Sorel and simply concentrated on having fun. Flying high, tumbling, and playing on the thermals.

If you ever wanted to know why the collective noun for choughs is a chattering, here is why…