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Very long but fascinating story from the Washington Post.

Future Disney movie?
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..............But perhaps the biggest reason crane chicks shouldn’t be hand-reared is the possibility that they may “imprint” on humans. When it’s time to find a suitable mate, some human-imprinted cranes seek out a partner that looks like their presumed parent — a human, instead of another bird. This, it seems, is what happened with Walnut...……...

That summer, however, Crowe noticed that Walnut seemed interested in, well, him. When Crowe stopped by her yard, she would bow her head and raise her wings — motions that Crowe now recognizes as the first moves of a mating dance. “At first, I thought that she was just excited to see me,” Crowe says. “But then I’d see the other pairs doing the same things, and it kind of dawned on me.” Crowe accepted Walnut’s invitation to dance. Though he felt a little silly, he bobbed his head when Walnut bobbed hers, and raised and lowered his arms like wings. The two circled each other, and sometimes Walnut would make a loud, trumpeting call — the beginning of the white-naped crane love duet. If no one was around, Crowe would try to do the male part of the song — making a Homer Simpson-like “woo-hoo” — but Walnut never found his efforts satisfactory.

As the weather cooled, so did Walnut’s ardor. But in the spring, Walnut began greeting her keeper with bows again. This gave Crowe an idea: If Walnut thought he was her mate, maybe Crowe could make that year’s artificial insemination less stressful for both of them. “If we could get her able to do it without catching her, there’s no stress, no risk of injury,” Crowe says. “It’s much better for us and for the crane.” Lynch agreed. “As far as we knew, it had never been done before, but it seemed like a good thing to try,” he recalls...….

Though he does his best to not be a deadbeat dad, Crowe knows he falls short of crane standards. These are creatures that, once paired up, rarely lose sight of their partner; Crowe, in contrast, disappears every weekend. But despite Crowe’s shortcomings, Walnut loves him unconditionally. In fact, this 12-pound bird’s capacity for boundless affection sets a standard that we all could learn from, Crowe says. “The ideal partner doesn’t exist. You have to accept certain things that people can’t change,” he explains. “I mean, she puts up with me even though I can’t dance or sing.”...…………

Cranes mate for life. This one chose a human — and that’s where the story gets complicated.
 
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A great, but odd, love story has come to an end.

Walnut, a white-naped crane and internet celebrity, has died at the age of 42. She is survived by eight chicks, the loving staff at the Smithsonian’s National Zoo and ConservationBiology Institute, and by Chris Crowe – a human zookeeper whom Walnut regarded as her proxy mate for nearly 20 years.

“Walnut was a unique individual with a vivacious personality,” Crowe said in a statement released by the zoo. “I’ll always be grateful for her bond with me.”


The tale dates back to the bird’s 2004 arrival at the institute’s campus in Front Royal, Virginia.

The chick of two wild cranes who had been brought to the US illegally and were later rescued by the International Crane Foundation, Walnut was hand-raised by people and bonded with her human caretakers. That preference continued when she came to the institute – she showed no interest in breeding and even attacked male crane suitors…….



 
There’s a social media account about a crane named Carl that has decided to become very friendly with a woman named Autumn. He began coming the house and knocking on the door - and she began posting about it. He introduced her to his family (including other adults that now hang around the house and some new chicks last spring that he brought her to come see). And at one point, she used her online following to get him help when he was injured by fishing line.






 
Birds are emissaries from hell and incapable of any emotion other than hate.

While I admit my relationship with birds is complicated, I share this belief - or at least the belief that their ancient dinosaur blood makes every bird dangerous and untrustworthy.
 
While I admit my relationship with birds is complicated, I share this belief - or at least the belief that their ancient dinosaur blood makes every bird dangerous and untrustworthy.

I was once attacked by a flock of big arse Canadian geese. I don't mean chased, I was surrounded and attacked. Those mfers absolutely use velociraptor tactics. Primordial demons.
 
I was once attacked by a flock of big arse Canadian geese. I don't mean chased, I was surrounded and attacked. Those mfers absolutely use velociraptor tactics. Primordial demons.


 
I was once attacked by a flock of big arse Canadian geese. I don't mean chased, I was surrounded and attacked. Those mfers absolutely use velociraptor tactics. Primordial demons.
I was damn-near killed by the geese gang that hangs out in City Park behind Morning Call/Cafe Du Monde/whatever. Did everything in the world to avoid them, but like you, they had me surrounded.
 

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