#fauna of Australia

[wenbochenphoto]

A diamond python visited my chicken coop last night.

[uncharismatic-fauna]

Get Foxy with the Grey-headed Flying Fox

Pteropus poliocephalus, better known as grey-headed flying foxes, are a species of megabat native to eastern Australia. They are typically found in rainforests, woodlands, and swamps, but they have also become common in more agricultural and urban areas, particularly those that maintain large groves of trees. They are semi-migratory, moving when food availability diminishes, and can travel over 1000 km (620 mi) over the course of a season.

Like most bats, grey-headed flying foxes forage at night. They feed exclusively on fruit, pollen, nectar, and tree bark-- most commonly from figs and two species of eucalyptus tree-- and may fly up to 50 km (31 mi) in a single night to find food. Although they are quite large, P. poliocephalus can fall prey to eagles, goannas and snakes, particularly as pups or juveniles.

Because they do not feed on insects, these bats do not use echolocation to navigate. Instead, they use a large range of calls to communicate with other members of their colony, which can contain several hundred members in the summer. Winter colonies are slightly smaller, and segregated by sex, but individuals and families within these groups will stay together for several generations.

Mating occurs between March and May, when males stake out territories and compete to attract females. After mating, mothers seclude themselves in a female-only colony and gestate a singe pup about 6 months after breeding. Weaning takes an additional 5-6 months, after which juveniles separate from their mother. Daughters typically stay within their mother's winter colony, while sons join the male colony after a year's time. Individuals take approximately 30 months to become fully mature, and may live up to 10 years in the wild.

The grey-headed flying fox is notable for being the largest of Australia's bat species. Adults can be anywhere from 600-1000 g (21.5- 35.2 oz), with a wingspan of up to 1 m (3.3 ft). As their name implies, the body is covered with burnt orange fur, and the face is large and fox-like, with none of the large ears or distinct nasal apparatuses that distinguish other bat species.

Conservation status: P. poliocephalus is considered Vulnerable by the IUCN. Populations are declining largely due to habitat destruction. Many individuals are also killed by farmers, who consider them to be pests.

Photos

Vivien Jones

Shane Ruming

Andrew Mercer

[littlealienproducts]

Vintage Australia koala Handkerchief byMazeVintageStore

[lesovyart]

I love ibises and if you hate them then we have beef

[wikipediapictures]

Bellatorias

“Land mullet, Lamington National Park, Queensland” - via Wikimedia Commons

[phesh-n-cheps]

THE MARAUDERS CHARACTERS AS NATIVE AUSTRALIAN ANIMALS

(i apologise if an animal you like isn't here or if you disagree, these were just ones that i knew and thought fit best) !!! special thanks to my sister @professor-geen-berries for helping me choose :] !!!

james - common wombat (vombatus ursinus)

sirius - red-tailed black cockatoo (calyptorhynchus banksii)

remus - brush-tailed rock-wallaby (petrogale penicillata)

peter - crest-tailed mulgara (dasycercus cristicauda)

lily - superb fairywren (malurus cyaneus)

mary - short-beaked echidna (tachyglossus aculeatus)

marlene - sugar glider (petaurus breviceps)

emma - superb lyrebird (menura novaehollandiae)

emmeline - platypus (ornithorhynchus anatinus)

dorcas - diamond python (morelia spilota)

pandora - blue-ringed octopus (hapalochlaena maculosa)

evan - freshwater crocodile (crocodylus johnstoni)

barty - tasmanian devil (sarcophilus harrisii)

regulus - fairy penguin (eudyptula minor)

alice - koala (phascolarctos cinereus)

frank - greater bilby (macrotis lagotis)

special mention obscure characters :]

florean fortescue - eastern quoll (dasyurus viverrinus)

august ollivander - green stream frog (litoria phyllochroa)

[larimar]

australiangeographic

Did you know that bees sleep? Incredible photo captured by Joe Neely shows two Globe Mallow Bees(Diadasia diminuta) sleeping in a globe mallow flower.

[evangelifloss]

Please tell me about the great emu war of 1932 :3

"Haha Australia lost a war to emus twice"

NO BUT YOU DON'T UNDERSTAND!!

Here's why:

First, I don't believe foreigners know how BIG emus are, and how much of their stocky main body is just layers and layers of feathers

This is Peck. He doesn't actually Peck but he LOVES the LADIES and for reference, that's me as he's uh... trying to woo me. I'm 4'11 / 149cm tall and in that photo he's not standing at full height either because he's preparing to get lower and ahem, grind. He is also a juvenile.

Emus are typically 5.7 feet/1.75 meters tall, but they have been recorded to get up to 6.2 feet/1.9 meters.

So imagine you've got this big ass dinosaur bird with the most t-rex looking feet perfectly designed for running. Yeeting. Skeeting. Killing you maybe. And now take into account these flightless fucks can run up to 62 Kilometers per hour. THATS 39 MILES PER HOUR TOP SPEED.

Now add 20,000 emus.

So 20,000 emus against poverty-stricken farmers with failing crops, farmers WHO WERE MOSTLY WW1 VETERANS BY THE WAY. Yeah nah.

Here's a visual to help y'all understand how insanely large emu groups get.

Onto why the hell were there so many emus on the farmlands (even tho... yknow... the emus and the local indigenous were there first but we won't get into that.)

Basically a big drought made the horde of emus move away from their usual dwindling territory, onto the sprawling Australian "farm lands" and remember I mentioned their feet before? BIG STOMPY. Whatever crops that had somehow managed to survive the severely vitamin-deficient soil and grow, did not in fact, survive the dinosaur feet as the emus strolled through, pecking and foraging the ground along the way.

The plight of the veteran farmers didn't fall on deaf ears, but the Australian government severely underestimated the power of 20,000 emus by a LONG shot. Plus they weren't all that interested either, until at least it was reported that the emus were destroying the Rabbit Proof Fence. What legends.

For the first "war" the government sent 3 men.

Yep. You heard me. Three guys. Major Meredith, Sargeant McMurray and a soldier by the name of O'Halloran.

They had one truck with a machine gun, and probably other guns, but between them roughly 10,000 rounds of ammunition.

So off they went. To wage war against the progressive emus breaking the symbol of "White Australia" AKA the Fence. Oh and also I guess the starving vets.

This is it. This is what they had.

Locals from all around joined in the fight and tried to herd the roaming groups of emus into the murder range but the emus had a tactic. One that us Aussies use at bush doofs when you hear police sirens- and that is to SCATTER.

They only killed "a dozen birds" from a group estimated to be around 1000. It didn't help that the machine gun jammed during this organised ambush.

And by then, the Emus clicked onto what was happening. They split up into smaller groups, observed to be led by the largest sized male who kept an eye out for the enemy. Never again did they risk coming together as seen before.

The war was lost. Only a few more attempts were made that had little success and Ornithologist Dom Serventy concisely summarised the whole operation.

I want to remind you all that this is a recorded statement, kept on file in legal military documentation

"The Emu command had evidently ordered guerrilla tactics, and its unwieldy army soon split up into innumerable small units that made use of the military equipment uneconomic. A crestfallen field force therefore withdrew from the combat area after about a month."

Let's move onto Emu War Part Two: Unsuccessful Boogaloo

Heads up by the way, TW below.

Emus were still, y'know, Emu-ing about and the drought didn't let up either. People were still dying of starvation, becoming homeless and committing suicide. It took the Premier of Western Australia, and a Base Commander in the military penning letters and using media pressure to finally convince the government to give it another go.

Major Meridith returns to the War and having learnt from practically everyone's past assumptions of the highly intelligent sonic-speed bird, brought success. And by that I mean, more success than the previous war.

Ultimately only 5% of the 20k Emu Army were ever killed, and even that is debated since it is more than likely they inflated numbers of kills to lessen the damage of being completely inferior to the superb qualities of the Emu.

A Federal parliamentarian (like a senator) when asked about whether there should be a medal made for the conflict, he replied with:

"Any medals should go to the emus who had won every round so far."

And of course in true Aussie fashion, the Defence Minister who supported and approved for the Emu War 1 and 2, was given the title by the Australian public, and international conservationists of ‘Minister for the Emu War’.

Ouch, but also, Not Every Problem Has To Be Solved With Guns.

Ironically what worked far better was the implementation of fences to keep the Emus OUT and unfortunately, a bounty system that saw many locals and professional hunters alike have FAR more success than an entire military operation. 57,000 bounties were claimed in a six month period after it being introduced in 1934.

Thus concludes the Great Emu War of 1932.

If you're asking why I know this, I studied it when I was 16, and made an entire poster to which I gave it to my Japanese Teacher. For context: I was living in Japan. Going to a Japanese School. And teaching my poor English teacher about this Emu War that he only believed once he looked it up. As a parting gift I gave him a poster. Shout out to Kawamura-Sensei you tried so hard not to laugh at the poster but I won that war.

Here it is. All the quotes on there are real too!

[mycolourfullworld]

[unbreakable-tie]

Australian Raven outside my house <3

[triumph-of-adaptation]

Rare young black kookaburra spotted in Milton, NSW x

[wenbochenphoto]

Several Australian green tree frogs live in my shed, and they are super friendly.

[uncharismatic-fauna]

Open Your Home to the Common House Centipede

A common sight in homes throughout Europe, Asia, the Americas, and Australia the common house centipede (Scutigera coleoptrata) is a medium-sized species of centipede originally from the Mediterranean. In the wild, they prefer grasslands and deciduous forests where they can hide under rocks, logs, or leaf litter. These insects have also adapted well to urban development, and are frequently found in basements, bathrooms, and garages,  as well as gardens and compost piles.

Like other centipedes, the common house centipede has less than 100 legs; in fact, they only have 15 pairs, with the front pair used only for holding prey or fending off threats. All those legs let the common house centipede move up to 0.4 meters per second (1.3 ft/s) over a variety of surfaces, including walls and ceilings. The actual body of S. coleoptrata is only 25 to 35 mm (1.0 to 1.4 in) long, but the antennae are often as long as the body which can give this insect a much larger appearance. However, they can be hard to spot, especially in their natural environments; their tan and dark brown coloration allows them to blend in seamlessly to surrounding vegetation.

Though they pose little threat to humans, house centipedes are predatory. Their primary food source is other arthropods, including cockroaches, silverfish, bed bugs, ticks, ants, and insect larvae. S. coleoptrata is a nocturnal hunter, and uses its long antennae to track scents and tactile information. Their compound eyes, unusual for centipede species, can distinguish daylight and ultraviolet light but is generally used as a secondary sensory organ. When they do find prey, house centipedes inject a venom which can be lethal in smaller organisms, but is largely harmless to larger animals. This makes them important pest controllers. In the wild, house centipedes are the common prey of rodents, amphibians, birds, and other insects.

The mating season for S. coleoptrata begins in the spring, when males and females release pheromones that they can use to find each other. Once located, the male spins a silk pad in which he places his sperm for the female to collect. She then lays fertilized eggs in warm, moist soil in clutches of 60-150. These eggs incubate for about a month, and the young emerge with only four pairs of legs. Over the next three years, juvenile house centipedes molt 7 times, each time gaining new pairs of legs. After they grow their last pair of legs, immature house centipedes molt an additional 3 times, at which time they become sexually mature. If they can avoid predation, individuals can live up to 7 years in the wild.

Conservation status: The common house centipede has not been evaluated by the IUCN, as it is relatively common both in the wild and in urban areas. Although they have been introduced to areas outside their native range, no detrimental environmental effects have been associated with their spread.

If you like what I do, consider leaving a tip or buying me a ko-fi!

Photos

Joseph Berger

David Paul

Conrad Altman via iNaturalist

[littlealienproducts]

Minature Porcelain Figurines - Native Australian Wildlife by AnitaReayArt

[witchofthesouls]

Cybertronians vs kudzu

Who would win. Aliens or very invasive plants?

Cybertronians will win the battle, but they'll lose the war.

It's one thing to comprehend that plants grow fast, it's another thing to witness it.

If Cybertron ever establishes a sister city or university on Earth, then many Cybertronians will flock over to study applied agricultural sciences because someone at some point had managed to successfully crossbreed a potato with a Cybertronian one that feeds on their planet's radiation.

Someone needs to save Cybertron's soul if a well-meaning idiot takes something like kudzu or mint and manages to get viable crossbreeds on the metal planet.

[cuprohastes]

Unfair Advantage

The world was called New Byzantium by the humans, Thos Abnar by the Dylaxi.

The main continent was in contention so they'd agreed to have a battle for it.

Osarch Dagnai examined the options. He pushed a row of troops onto the tactical field, supported by artillery.

His opponent, Tonya, a store owner, beckoned her staff up. They conferred, checking the capacity of the Osarch's units.

"Osarch, y'all got them little guys enfiladed?" she asked.

The Osarch nodded graciously, and his worthy opponent calculated the mean force strength. She sat back looking at the results, brooding.

"Well that's a good play, looks like y'got me on the run." she admitted.

"But ah, I got one last thing. I know it's unsportin' but all's fair in love and war." she aid and the Osarch felt a little prickle of unease.

"Scorched earth. Self replicatin' immune to small arms fire, will kill and consume for fuel. Low profile land units - Autonomous and highly aggressive." she said, a glint in her eye.

The osarch grabbed for the rulebook and pored through - Weapons of mass destruction ere off the table but individual autonomous units? That could be anything from a drone to a soldier. He paused.

"What is the environmental impact of these units?" he asked hopefully.

Tonya beamed. "Damage to ground nesting species, but in this environment they're compatible with the ecosphere." she stated. "Objecting?"

The Osarch groaned. Fucking humans. "No objection on grounds of rules." he said.

"Y'all are a peach hon!" said Tonya . "Release the hogs!" and pushed a stack of counters onto the play field, thousands of them.

The Osarch tapped one and got a read on it as described by the independent judge overseeing the war.

He looked up at Tonya, "Are you serious?" he asked. "Something this large and omnivorous, and... robust? And you consider them food?!"

"Sure do hon!"

The Osarch let it play out. The artillery couldn't lock onto a sufficient concentration and his troops were over-run, squad by squad. Rather than lose them all he surrended gracefully and backed up the points for his units survival.

"The continent is yours." he said.

Not that it was too important, it was only really naming rights and who got to define the Capitol. But still.

"Aw come on Osarch, tell you what, we'll name a road for you for being a good sport. she said and grinned impishly, "And every year we'll send you a glazed ham."