Life histories of North American shore birds, Part 1 (of 2)Bent, Arthur Cleveland
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Life histories of North American shore birds, Part 1 (of 2)
Bent, Arthur Cleveland
Birds -- Behavior; Shore birds -- North America
_Behavior._--Avocets are at all times tame and unsuspicious, very
solicitous and aggressive on their breeding grounds, quiet and
indifferent at other times, showing only mild curiosity. Their
demonstrations of anxiety on their nesting grounds, particularly if they
have young, are amusing and ludicrous. Utterly regardless of their own
safety, they meet the intruder more than half way and stay with him till
he leaves. W. Leon Dawson (1909) has described it very graphically, as
follows:
The mother bird had flushed at a hundred yards, but seeing our
position she flew toward us and dropped into the water some 50 feet
away. Here she lifted a black wing in simulation of maimed
stiffness, and flopped and floundered away with the aid of the
other one. Seeing that the ruse failed, she ventured nearer and
repeated the experiment, lifting now one wing and now both in token
of utter helplessness. After a while the male joined her, and we
had the painful spectacle of a crippled family, whose members were
uttering most doleful cries of distress, necessitated apparently by
their numerous aches and breaks. Once, for experiment's sake, we
followed, and the waders flopped along in manifest delight coaxing
us up on shore and making off through the sagebrush with broken
legs and useless wings. But we came back, finding it better to let
the birds make the advances. The birds were driven to the very
limit of frenzy, dancing, wing trailing, swaying, going through
last convulsions and beginning over again without regard to logical
sequence, all in an agony of effort to divert attention from those
precious eggs. As time elapsed, however, the color of the play
changed. Finding that the appeal of cupidity was of no avail, the
birds appeared to fall back upon the appeal to pity. Decoying was
useless, that was plain; so they stood with upraised wings,
quivering and moaning, in tenderest supplication. It was too much
even for conscious rectitude and we withdrew abashed.
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