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M and the CatBib.

Written by Averil Parthonnaud on May 11th, 2024.      0 comments

Twelve years ago, I was driving back from the evening penguin tour, I had a bunch of German tourists with me in the van. I’d been telling them about the conservation work with predator control being the biggest part of protecting the penguins - when four feral kittens ran across the road, right in front of us!

I screeched the van to a stop, ran outside and threw my coat over the cat family. They were all tangled up in it, but unfortunately, most of them escaped and to be honest, I don’t know what I would have done if I had caught them all, we were halfway back to Akaroa and I had nothing to hold them in.

I did, however, have one of them, a hissing noise came from under my coat. I scooped it up and dropped it on my passenger seat, Unfortunately, it untangled itself and was now loose in the van! My German tourists quickly put their legs up, worried looks in their eyes, they were wearing shorts and didn’t look too pleased with their crazy guide. “ Sorry guys, we can’t have feral cats in the penguin colony!” Luckily the feral kitten stayed under my seat the whole way and didn’t scratch anyone.

They seemed to understand and waving goodbye told me Goodluck. Once I got home I had a major problem. How would I catch it again, It was now in a very tight spot under the seat. It was dark under there. I found a torch and then saw a little grey fluffy ball. All spiked up and hissing at me with huge adorable green eyes. I think my heart melted. It was so dam cute.

I had to get it out of there. It was late and I had no other immediate options. I wrapped my hand up in my coat, hoping that would protect me and just went on in... and yes, the kitten bit the crap out of me through the fabric. But, I was extremely determined to get it, so, I didn’t let go. If I let go, it could escape to the wild again. I swore bloody murder as I ran into the house holding the biting animal out in front of me.

Once inside, the doors locked. I found a cardboard box and dropped the hissy little thing in. The side of the box had handhold openings which I could see into. I found some ham in the fridge and stuck it through the openings. It didn’t take long before the kitten grabbed it.

I started dropping ham in through the top, and she greedily took it. She kept smelling around for more. She was ravenous, I ran out of ham.

Kev got home from working late in a restaurant. He saw me on the ground with a box. “What’s that?” A worried expression on his face.
“ Feral kitten ” I said.
“ What are you going to do with that? ”
“ Tame it and give it to the SPCA! ” I said firmly.
Kev looked into the box, “Oh, It has the letter M on its forehead” An instant smile appeared on his face. Kittens have that effect on people.

From that time on we started calling the kitten M.

It didn’t take long before the kitten had completely heartwormed us, by the next day she was purring and snuggling with us on the couch, eating mince and playing chase with walnuts around the living room. We were completely smitten with the kitten. Our landlord had told us no pets when we first moved in and knowing we had native birds all around our place - we had never wanted a cat anyway.
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Feral cats are a huge problem for native birds and little Penguins have no defense against a predator like a cat. Europeans brought cats to New Zealand back in the day.
But M had become a huge part of our life now, she was happy and purry and made us laugh and we couldn’t imagine life without her, the thought of bringing her to the SPCA made us miserable. Even though they would have found her a good home, we couldn’t bear the idea of M with another family.

So, we reached out to our landlord. And it turned out he was cool with it. Said we could keep the cat. Next problem... How do we keep a cat and protect native birds?

Google came back with a few Ideas.
  • Neuter your cat. – can do
  • Keep your cat inside permanently – that might be tricky...
  • Keep your cat inside at night, 50% less chance of predation if it’s inside 50% of the time. – We will try our best.
  • Cat Bibs - What the heck was a cat bib?
This seemed interesting. It’s a very lightweight bib made of something similar to wetsuit material, it hangs off the cat’s collar. When the cat goes to pounce on a bird - it flaps in the way and the bird has a split-second chance to escape. 80% effective the ad said.
We ordered one online.
When It came to outside time M would have a new look! It didn’t take her long to get used to wearing a bib. Still a young cat she soon realised that was just part of her new life.
She could walk and run and climb trees, it didn’t seem to bother her. She could even catch rats and mice. Which, she would offer to us as a delightfully gruesome present on the doormat.
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We always Kept M inside the house at night. That had never been a problem for us, we are couch potatoes and she always joined the action. But there were times over the years when we left the doors or windows open during the day and she slipped out of the house without us getting the bib on her. And three of those times she bought back a feathery present. Two blackbirds and a waxeye. It’s hard when your furry family member kills something you’re working your hardest to protect. Blackbirds are not native to New Zealand but it gave us a good insight into M and her hunting behaviour without a Bib on. We felt terrible about the wax eye.

M is 12 years old now, I’ve only ever seen the remains of 3 birds. She’s a real homebody people-orientated cat, always with us, inside and out. So, perhaps she is not an aggressive killer like some cats can be and we got lucky. But the Bib seems to be effective. At this very moment, she is almost lying on my keyboard while I write this, licking her paws in the sun, we are outside on the picnic table. She wears her bib and we have bird songs all around us.
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M, invading my personal space like she always does. M waits by the door for her bib.

If you adore your cat but want to protect native birds, check out Catbibs for more information.
 

Comments

Ideally, we don’t want to handle our penguins at all. However, some of them need our help whether it be from an injury, illness or malnourishment. Pohatu Penguins steps in and gives these little birds a second chance at life! Most of our rehabilitated penguins are underweight or malnourished chicks. Typically, we find these chicks during our tours as we monitor the nesting sites.

Why are the chicks malnourished/underweight?

  • There can be an array of reasons:
  • One parent has died, thus, there is now one parent trying to raise 1 – 2 chicks on its own. If one parent has 2 chicks to feed typically it will choose only one to survive in which the other falls behind.
  • Both parents have died and the chick is now orphaned with no food source.
  • One sibling is simply more aggressive and steals all the food.
  • Food at sea is scarce; the parents focus on feeding themselves and only periodically feed their chicks.

What do you do in rehabilitation?

This depends on the penguins needs and condition. Typically we will feed them 2-3 times a day depending on their weight and age. If they are old enough we will bring them for a swim in our “swim therapy pool”. Here, we introduce them to the water and determine if they are ready to be released. Injured or sick penguins will be sent to either a specialized penguin vet or dedicated specialists, Kristina and Thomas*, in Christchurch where they are assessed for future placement. Permanently injured penguins have the chance to live out their lives at the Antarctic Centre.

*K&T Link: https://www.stuff.co.nz/environment/88518082/christchurch-couple-give-injured-rescue-penguins-the-full-pamper-treatment

Parnia

I spotted Parnia while kayaking; she was standing on the rocks looking extremely thin and weak. After getting back onto shore I quickly grabbed a bucket and went on to retrieve her – she gave little resistance to capture. Once I saw her up-close I realized that she had a deformed beak, probably why she had been so thin. (It’s very difficult for penguins to hunt efficiently with a crooked beak, most die.) I had never seen such a thin penguin and I expected her to die within the day, but still it was worth a shot to try and save her.

Parnia spent a week on the verge of death, but defied all odds and responded to our care. She turned out to be
the sweetest, most gentle penguin I had ever handled. Most are rather hard on the skin - to say the least! After a week in our care I took her to the vet to be assessed. Unfortunately, little could be done for her deformed beak. At this point I had three options: 1) send her back into the wild where she would most likely perish, 2) humanely put her down or 3) find permanent captivity. Thankfully, due to her condition and sweet nature the Antarctic Centre in Christchurch accepted our little Parnia. She became the handlers favourite and lived there nice and plump for years as an ambassador for her species!

Penguin band: P 41 087

One year a starvation event happened right in the middle of the breeding season. When starvation occurs parents stop feeding their chicks to save themselves or only do so periodically. Chicks are then forced to leave (or fledge) the nest early in search of food. Unfortunately, chicks under 8 weeks old are not properly equipped to survive at sea and either starve or drown. In order to prevent early fledgings I fed the chicks while they remained in their burrows, hoping that the starvation event would end soon. Slowly but surely the parents started to return consistently feeding their youngsters and relieving me of my duties! Two years later P41 087 (we used to band our penguins) turned up in one of my breeding boxes. He was one of the largest, most beautiful penguins I had ever seen. P41 087 was evidence that my feedings, two years ago, had been a success. It warmed my heart to know that I helped save this little penguin and build him up for a healthy, successful life in the wild. He was my pride and joy.

Nowadays its much more difficult to track our successes as we no longer band the penguins. Bands have been thought to attract predators on the water and get caught on fencing, under-bush, etc.

Roxy

Roxy was handed in by the Fox II, a tourist sailing boat in Akaroa. She was extremely thin with a severe injury to her eye. Roxy looked like a recently fledged chick that seemed to have been hit by a boat. Her condition was very grim and I had my doubts about her survival.

However, to my delighted surprise she survived the first 24-hours, then the next and the next, and by day 3 she was on the road to recovery!

Her eye injury, however, would be permanent and she would never be able to see from it again. Although, she was doing well in rehabilitation we knew that she wouldn’t stand a chance in the wild, thankfully, Roxy was also sent to the Antarctic Centre where she’ll live out a long and luxurious life!

Shark bait

This is an all time favorite story that demonstrates incredible intelligence – intelligence you would never expect from a penguin.

One night, while running an Evening Penguin Tour, we found a horribly injured penguin beside the track. I immediately took him into care and the next morning rushed him to Christchurch for an emergency veterinary assessment.. He had several shallow, flesh wounds and a lacerated leg. We suspected the culprit had been a shark. The vet stitched him up and I took him home to recover..

He spent a few weeks with us recovering and eating lots of fish – something he was quite happy to do through his moult*! Once his moult was complete we returned him to the sea and he happily shot off like a rocket!

One year later, while running a tour, in the same spot on the tarck out in the open, we found a penguin near the track and out in the open we found a penguin that did move away from us as he should. He also did not attempt to bit and was very relaxed when I picked him up to examine him to find an explanation for this strange behaviour. He was in very good condition, but lame in one leg as Shark bait was when we released him. He proved beyond doubt who we was when I tried to feed him. He snapped and gulp the fish down gleefully and then looked for more, greedy as ever.  As he was looking forward to another free easy loading molt we decided to indulged him and sent him on his way, fat and sleek once his feathers were grown in. Once again he shot off, instantly a wild penguin, but we did wonder, would he be back next year for another easy moult*?

*Little Penguins moult – loose their old feathers and grow new ones – for two weeks every year. During the moult they cannot hunt and thus starve until it is complete.

Yappy Wiggle

This was the funniest penguin I’ve ever cared for!

One day, while monitoring nesting sites I came across a burrow with one healthy chick and one very small runt. If one chick gets too far behind they simply die and the fouled nest can cause the healthy chick to become sick and die. The best option was to take the runty chick out, but then what to do with it? I decided I would simply throw it in the bushes. It’s very difficult to raise chicks that are less than 2 weeks old, especially if they are runts, but I thought I’d give it a go.

Trying to feed such a young chick was not easy, but the little guy responded well and started to put on weight. Soon enough he turned into a healthy, respectable penguin.

He became far too tame, however, and ran around like a puppy dog, wiggling his tail and begging for food with sharp, yapping noises. When it came time for him to leave he wasn’t exactly keen. On the first release he returned the next day yapping his way up the drive, begging for more fish. He had obviously not found any for himself. I allowed him to stay for a few days until I figured that we better try again; so, for a second time we released him back into the wild. He returned the very next day for more fish. I fed him once more and came up with a new idea, we’ll release him by kayak! So, in our third release, we took him by kayak to the entrance of Flea Bay and let him go. This seemed to be successful until the fifth day when we saw him hobbling towards the house. This time he was much weaker, thinner and a bit injured. I assumed he had hurt himself along the rocks and barnacles while exiting the sea. After our third try, we realized that Mr. Yappy Wiggle had imprinted on us and would not succeed in the wild. He now happily resides in the Antarctic Centre yapping and wiggling all over the place!

Our Christmas Eve Saga

Before you read this you must understand: Yellow Eyed Penguins are the rarest penguin in the world and are extremely endangered. Every single one is precious.

One Christmas Eve during a penguin tour we saw one of our Yellow Eyed Penguins drag itself ashore, obviously injured and bleeding. We caught the Yellow Eyed to gauge its injuries in which its feet were badly cut. It looked as though it kicked itself free from the jaws of life and escaped a near death shark attack.

It needed stitching as soon as possible if it was to survive, but what vet would be open on Christmas Eve or Christmas Day? Talk about bad timing. I rang our closest vet in Little River and to my surprise he said to bring it straight over. This was 10.00pm on Christmas Eve.

We arrived in Little River at 11.30pm, but the vet was nowhere to be seen. We sat there waiting and silently panicking over this precious penguin’s life. Until suddenly a vehicle pulls up with the vet and vet’s family!

In order to successfully and painlessly stitch the penguin he needed to be put under. However, this can be dangerous if the penguin has a full stomach – something we weren’t sure about. We simply had to hope for the best and move forward with the procedure. The penguin did not fair well with the gas, he kept drifting in and out of conscious. Then, suddenly he started to heave and projectile vomit fish across the table, the floor and even the walls! Now, you can imagine our surprise, you can also imagine that it was quite unexpected and unfortunately we did not have time to react. So, like the table, the floor and the walls, we too were covered in fish vomit. Merry Christmas indeed!

Thankfully after loosing its stomach contents our Yellow Eyed Penguin drifted into sleep and the vet was able to finish the job. With stitched and bandaged feet we placed our groggy penguin back into our vehicle. As we had to get the penguin home our vet and his family had to clean up the fish vomit – lucky them! We bid farewell and wished our Christmas heros a very Merry Christmas.

After Christmas I sent the penguin to Christchurch to my wonderful friends and penguin rehab specialists, Christina and Thomas. Once it healed properly we released our Christmas penguin back into the wild.

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Rehabilitated penguins in our garden going for a walk

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Swim! (allow the penguins to oil up their feathers)

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Releasing an adult.

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Two chicks ready to go! (White flippered and Little Blue)

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Trying to release Yappy Wiggle.

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Still trying to release Yappy Wiggle...

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Yellow Eyed Penguin with stitched foot.
 
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Yellow eyed penguin waiting for the stitches to be removed.
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Shireen Helps, checking on a skinny penguin chick.
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White Flippered penguin chick wrapped up to stay warm.

These are just a few of the more memorable birds we have had in care. We rehabilitate many penguins, mostly Little Penguins, sometimes Yellow Eyed and occasionally a Crested Penguin. Most are sent off to sea successfully!

If you too wish to help visit our Adopt a penguin page.

 
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