Amelia the ring-necked pheasant. She turned up on my property mysteriously in September of 2015 and started hanging out with my flock. She was probably captive raised by hunters, as her behavior is definitely not that of a truly wild bird. I eventually managed to herd her into the chicken run and she’s lived happily with my flock ever since. I love having her around! She makes a soft peeping sound sometimes. She’s a bit flighty/skittish, as you might expect from her species, but I can catch her without too much trouble if necessary.


Ring-necked Pheasants

I realize it’s common for male and female birds of the same species often have different colors, but Ring-necked Pheasants take this to an extreme. A transplant from Asia, the males have an amazing diversity of colors. I think the understated beauty of the hens is highly underrated. 

Ring-necked Pheasant @ The Great Swamp Conservancy  Canastota, NewYork

10-15 week old Ring-necked Pheasant. At 20 weeks he should have a shiny green head. I read that most pheasants in the north east U.S. do not make it through the winter beacause of the harsh winters. Let us hope that this young male bucks that trend.

Collaborations with some local beetles. Most of these specimens will be permanently housed in our museum.

Species include: bobcat, raccoon, ring-necked pheasant, chukar, bobwhite, wood thrush*, ovenbird*, white-breasted nuthatch*.

*these species are protected under the MBTA. I hold state and federal salvage permits and my university is licensed to permanently possess these species for educational and research purposes.


Almost finished with the weird blue pheasant I found on the road. From what I understand it’s a normal ring necked pheasant with some sort of color mutation.

Mounting birds is so hard. I’m improving though. It’s much nicer than the pigeon. Still can’t get the wings to look right up against the body though. I’m hoping I will improve. wish I could take some sort of taxidermy class or have a professional give me some tips.

Also tumblr please please stop eating my posts. And don’t you dare post them all at once :/

anonymous asked:

Are birds sexy?

Are you kidding me? Evolutionarily, birds have gone to such extraordinary lengths to be sexy. They are, quite possibly, the sexiest of all animals.

Let us begin at the most unassuming of birdkind: the sparrow. This little swamp sparrow (Melospiza georgiana) doesn’t have much going on in his plumage. Many birders would simply dismiss him as a “little brown jobbie”, not bothering to appreciate the millions of years of evolutionary effort that has gone into making him a vocal prodigy. 

See, sexual selection is at work even today in your backyard. Birds like this swamp sparrow produce a song that is physically demanding, even if it isn’t necessarily pretty. And all the lady birds around him can hear that! They repeatedly will choose to mate with males who perform the most physically-demanding– the sexiest– song.

Alright, alright. Enough about dumb brown birds. You want some real sexy stuff, don’t you?

Forget peacocks. Forget your run-of-the-mill ring-necked pheasants. This hear is the Temminck’s tragopan (Tragopan temminckii), a remarkable Asian forest pheasant. This bird has taken the whole idea of “ladies love a sexy comb and wattle” to the next level. If you were a lady bird, would you not be utterly slain by this beauty?

Okay, okay. I get it. You’ve heard about vocalization,  you’ve heard about plumage, and you’ve heard about fancy dances. You still want more?

Fine. Here’s the ultimate in sexy birds: the bowerbirds, including the flame bowerbird (Sericulus aureus) do it all. They sing! They dance! They undulate their pupil sizes! They are masters of interior design!

(Fun fact: the evolutionary origin of the bowerbirds has long been somewhat muddled, but the current consensus is that they were actually an offshoot of a great corvid radiation throughout Oceania.)

In conclusion: birds are, objectively, sexy. I am not sexually attracted to birds, though sometimes when I pick up a tern chick I am overcome with some aggressive maternal feelings and i’m like 99% sure I get an oxytocin release when seeing a bird which contributes to my desire to put all the birds in my pocket and run away and brood them