While editing photos from a recent festival, I noticed this guy sitting calmly outside my study & took a few shots.
FIVE PHOTOS TELL THE STORY.
I expect we’re all used to creatures darting away when we’re milliseconds from “the perfect shot”.
I upgraded to an Olympus OM-D E-M1 a less than a month ago, so my main goal was to frame the shot well & achieve proper focus.
He stayed for a few minutes, before flying off somewhat awkwardly.
It was only once I analysed the photos that I noticed his damaged wing.
I wanted to confirm how to spell the name of the breed, so I Googled it.
I saw several Australian sites, some of them from councils, referring to active Indian Myna eradication programs in various Australian states.
Also several private sites advertising their specially designed Indian Myna traps & pointing out how their trap is the genuine article. (Not like all those cheap knockoff Indian Myna traps you’ve seen around.)
One site advertised their “special blend of CO2 gas that’s designed to eradicate Indian Mynas & Starlings”.
I regularly use CO2 in the brewing of craft beer & have never heard of any variants, but I could be mistaken.
Perhaps it’s lemon scented.
I knew that Indian Mynas were an introduced species (why anyone would bother escapes me), but I was unaware that they were such a grave concern to local wildlife’s nesting areas.
Apparently they displace parrots, which doesn’t seem like much of a challenge to me. What are they gonna do, squeak at you until you go deaf?
But their ability to displace possums; the grumpiest, least stealthy & most consistently hungover creature in our country, definitely takes me by surprise.
These birds are serial litterers apparently. Throwing rubbish into other animal’s nesting places, thereby lowering local housing prices & making the neighbourhood less desirable for other creatures.
A creative & nefarious course of action, to be sure.
Was this bird attacked, narrowly escaping the clutches of a local feline?
Or perhaps he’s a reckless flier who finally smacked into a tree branch, just like his family has been expecting all these years.
Oddly, the knowledge of the intentional harm brought about by this breed doesn’t make me feel any differently about spotting this injured bird.
This particular Indian Myna was still capable of flight, so that’s something in his favour.
It’s a long shot, but I hope he makes it.