Eeyore is the grumpy donkey in the classic children’s tale Winnie-the-Poo.
He mopes around so much that his buddies throw him a birthday party to cheer him up.
Well, even bat workers can get a little mopey when things don’t go well for bats. And bats have hard lives.
This year, the local non-profit organization The Friends of the Forest Foundation cheered up Austin Bat Refuge with a wonderful donation from the proceeds of Eeyore’s Birthday Party!
Thanks so much from us at ABR to this wonderful organization that has been giving back to the community for decades!
Wow! This brought a huge smile to all our faces! Love you all!
Please join us all in cheering up Eeyore again next year on April 27, 2019 (always the last Saturday in April).
Next year’s event will be Eeyore’s 56th Birthday Party!
Please bookmark eeyores.org, put on a costume (or nothing at all!) and meet us there!
Thank You Lori Moore – and all the good people at FotFF for the very generous donation!
Mothra was brought to us by Erika Rix back on 18May2015.
Erica opened her garden shed for the first time since the fall, and discovered a bat with a tiny newborn. She was super excited and quietly closed the door so as not to disturb them.
The next day however, the mother was gone, leaving the pup to fend for herself all day. The pup got weaker and weaker and eventually fell to the floor of the shed, where Erica found her, late that night, umbilicus still attached. She scooped her up and brought her to us the next day. This was the start of a three year rehabilitaion project that brought us an immeasurable amount of joy. Nice work, Erika!
The first few days were dicey, but she accepted the milk replacement formula we fed her every two hours, and she liked her warm roost.
At the time we were short-staffed, so that meant that in a few days, a carpenter dude (me!) had to bring her to work, a remodeling project that was in the framing stage with lots of noise and action. We used a sugar glider bonding pouch to keep her safe, worn inside a shirt. Even though the pouch was against a body, it really wasn’t warm enough for her to thrive. And the constant motion and noise was not the best. Even so, she hung on, clinging to life, but fading over the next five days. Thankfullly help arrived as Dianne got back in town after a week at an urban wildlife conference, and diagnosed her problem as a lack of body heat and quiet. The little pup responded immediately to her care (yay Dianne!) and finally seemed to stabilize enought to where we felt we could give her a name, Mothra!
She became a beautiful juvenile velifer!
Look at these elegant toe nails!
Some people think they are a rather plain bat, but we beg to differ! They have a subtle, yet radiant, beauty that is undeniable!
She became a real joy to us as we watched her progress through the stages of pup-hood, jumping out of our hands as she took her first flights around the room. What a cutie!
Once she was weaned and eating mealworms from a coop cup, it was time for the flight cage.
Here are some of her first flights. She has a look of triumph on her face as she lands on the far wall, as if to say “I made it all the way down here!”
We watched with pride as she became a magnificent flyer, and even saw her catch one of her first moths! This was exciting for us because many people believed that an orphaned bat would not learn to hunt without a mother. Well this girl did!
We noticed that her wing tips were rounded, compared to most of our bats, and we thought it might be an abnormality due to the milk formula.
We had no other velifers with which to compare her, so we did not realize that this is completely normal for the species!
Since we raised her from day 2 and she had no conspecifics, she was friendlier that most bat pups. We would go out each morning and hold her against our necks to warm her up, then feed her breakfast while we watched the sunrise. These were great days for us, to love a bat pup and have her love us back unabashedly. She was very playful and loved to land in the middle of our backs, then fly off when we tried to reach for her. We think this was because she had no other velifer pups with which to play and we were her family.
But it also made us very nervous about releasing her and worrying what would happen if she did this to a human she did not know. The only velifer caves we knew about were in the middle of neighborhoods and were often visited by the most dangerous animal on the planet, young humans! She would not survive a close encounter or a landing on the back of such a creature.
And so she stayed with us. Slowly but surely, she visited us less often, especially once we got two more non-releasable velifers. She formed a new family with them and, over time, learned how to be a velifer. We continued our search for caves that were protected and not within densly-packed neighborhoods in Brushy Creek MUD. Bats from culverts in Brushy Creek sometimes come to us with what appear to be human-caused injuries.
We finally got word of just such a protected cave this summer that has a few thousand velifers and tri-colored bats roosting within. We secured permission from the owners to bring Mothra, two other velifers, and three tri-colored bats (PipPup!) there for release.
It is a beauty of a cave and we felt so good about this spot.
We really stepped up the food and water for these bats starting a week before release and then took goodbye videos before they were gone from our lives.
Then it was down to the cave mouth to show her new home.
Having never seen a cave, she was pretty anxious, but she knew something momentous was about to happen.
Soon wild velifers started pouring from the cave mouth as we held her on a rock high above.
After all these years, we had hoped for a beautiful release, but rarely do things work out as planned for our videos.
But it worked out for Mothra! Here she drops into the stream of wild bats and although it was pretty dark, we’re sure she joined the stream of exiting bats and joined them in their evening feed. We can only hope that come dawn, she followed them back into the cave that we showed her earlier and made it her new home.
Love you Mothra. May the bat gods keep you safe. What a priviledge and an honor it was to know you. You’ll always be family to us!
The female pip (The Pip Mum) was in trouble here on this stair tread. She could have been stepped on or mauled by a cat or dog.
The adjacent apartment renter’s mother was visiting her pregnant daughter and called to have the bat removed.
She really wanted a bat disposal service and would not assist or even be present when we arrived to rescue this little bat.
It was not until we mentioned that this little bat girl was also likely pregnant, that she took interest and then desperately wanted to meet the bat.
The bat was dehydrated and not well nourished, but uninjured. In the early photos and videos she is noticeable skinny.
There were not many drinking sources around the area except swimming pools, so perhaps the chlorine water was getting to her.
We brought her in for hydration therapy and good food to build her strength.
After a few weeks, she had put on weight, but we noticed that she was beautifully rounded even between feedings.
She was indeed pregnant!
We thought she would have twins, as is likely for tri-colored bats, but soon we discovered it was just the one pup,
a beautiful little ball of bat blubber, found nursing under her wing.
Just a few days later, she has a little fur and her body and HER EARS! are quite a bit longer.
At this point, we still did not know the sex of the pup, since we were so reluctant to disturb mum & pup.
A week later she is more fully furred and helping with the family hang!
A bit later and she would give mum a break from nursing from time to time.
After a few weeks of watching, we finally had to check to see if she was a boy or a girl.
We picked her up (A GIRL!) and she gave a squawk while exploding into a twisting, evasive flight!
Here she is flying at 2-1/2 weeks of age. CUTE!
We watched her grow up over the next few months, while we got them through the wicked drought this summer.
We saw her become a skilled hunter as she practiced catching moths under the flight cage lights.
Pip pup learing to hunt at around 5 weeks
Eyeballing a moth 1-1/2 months
Mastering the Tail Grab (moth rolled up inside tail membrane) 2 months
Here you can see her face behind the translucent tail membrane that covers it, as she bites a moth she has just scooped up.
This was so much fun to watch!!!
The normal mother / daughter dynamics played out during this time as the pup became quite a handful for the mum.
The weaning process is always a difficult time for both and it went on for quite a few weeks until they finally started roosting together again.
We fed them (and all 40 free-ranging bats) one mealworm at a time all summer long!
The pip pup (below) was hand-fed 1,200 mealworms while we had her! Her mum 1,500!
Finally the rains that broke the drought ended and we were able to take her and her mum to release.
They were accompanied by another tri-colored bat and three cave myotis.
Here is the pip pup, the day of her release.
It’s so great to see what our pups (they are all pups to us) will see when they come home at dawn.
We released the pip pup and her mum at dark, into a stream of bats leaving the cave. We feel sure that they will join the colony in foraging and follow them home to this wonderful roost.
Thanks so much everybody who cared for these bats!!! This is what love looks like!!!
The Release!
Mum leads the way, calling to her pup, saying, “Time to make a break for it!!! Let’s go!!!”
We’re so happy to see them go to such a great home. Thanks universe, for getting something right!
Every day we say Good Morning to the Evening Bats. “Hi! How are you?” Due to her bent arm Midnight may not be releasable, but she flies well enough to enjoy the aviary and can always hang with us. “Good Bat!”
Here’s your backup water, Scarlet. Tell the girls about it, but don’t tell them you were our favorite. Love you! So happy to see you orphan girls cruising the treetops together! omg that looks like so much fun! Long Life Little Ones!
We first met you Scarlet, when we responded to someone, referred to us by another bat organization, who wanted to know how to feed a bat, didn’t know anything about bats, was not permitted or vaccinated, but also “doesn’t drive” so could not bring the bat in for proper care. When we first saw you in the big glass jug, we just knew we had to get you out of there. It took a lot of convincing, but we finally got the “rescuer” to agree to release her to our care. He planned to keep her in the jug and feed her moths for as long as she survived. His theory was “it’s like it was dead already since I could capture it”.
We are so happy you came with us Scarlett, and you got that second chance at a wild life. All our love little bat!
We want people to know that when bats swoop down low inside a building, they are not attacking, they are simply desperately thirsty!
This little red bat was trapped in a FedEx warehouse and was panicked and exhausted from dodging forklifts and floor polishers. She was desperately thirsty and repeatedly skimmed what, in the natural world, would have to be water.
Bats’ echlocation calls bounce away off flat shiny surfaces, instead of back at them, so millions of years of evolution tell them the only thing that has that characteristic (in nature) is water.
Her exertions only gave her a tounge full of floor wax instead of water and after a long while she collapsed on the floor, completely spent.
Steve and co-workers came to the rescue and contained her and brought her to the refuge. Thanks so much y’all!
She had had it with humans by the time she came to us and was as feisty as can be, and that’s saying a lot for a red bat!
We fed and watered her as much as she would let us, and soon it was obvious that she was really wanted to go.
So at midnight, after one last long drink of water and a few more mealworms, we sent her back to the wild from the release platform.
Fawn is a beautiful northern yellow yearling who is ready for release. She came to us late last summer, and we over-wintered her because she simply did not seem ready for release until late fall, when food started to get scarce. Now’s the time to get her weight up and shoot some video to help us remember her. She has been so patient with us, trusting us to do the right thing for her and now is the time to reward that trust.
Studies have shown that the joy engendered by an event is not diminished by accompanying sadness, but that joy is actually increased by such sadness. The resulting poignancy is an extremely powerful emotion and this is what accompanies each and every release of an orphaned bat pup. We worry about them in so many ways; will they find a roost, food, a mate? Will they evade predators long enough to reproduce? Will they realize that not all humans will treat them with kindness? Will they be successful without the benefit of their mothers to show them the way?
But we’re so happy for them to have that second chance! The worst outcome for us is the always present possibility that they will die in our care, without experiencing the wild life they were born to live. We want to make sure the cold weather is behind us and that insects are abundant once again, and then it will be time. We can’t plan such an event, the timing is always a spur of the moment instinctual feeling that she’s ready, the weather is cooperating, the stars are aligned, and the bat gods are smiling upon her.
All the best dear one! You have given us so much joy! Make lots of yellow bat babies! Live a long, happy life!
This Mexican free-tailed girl was found, a few weeks back, at Penn Field by Sara Fern of iHeart Media
She was super dehydrated from being stuck in a building for many days and was super lucky Sara found her.
After two weeks of good food and smart water, she flew beautifully last night, and is ready for release!
She says “I Live Here, I Give Here”
Thanks for giving her a second chance Sara!