have you ever seen a numbat’s tonguenow you’ve seen a numbat’s tongue
Numbats just got a million times cuter oh my god.
DID YOU GUYS KNOW THERE IS A BIKER GANG CALLED RESCUE INK THAT BREAKS UP DOGFIGHTING RINGS, CONFRONTS ANIMAL ABUSERS, CONFISCATES NEGLECTED ANIMALS AND INVESTIGATES STOLEN ANIMALS
YOU CAN READ MORE ABOUT THIS BADASSERY HERE
Alpacas are so much fucking cuter then llamas.
YOU FORGOT THE FOLLOWING POINTS:
- LLAMAS HAVE BIG ASS TEETH TO RIP OUT YOUR FUCKING THROAT
- ALPACAS HAVE FUZZY LIPS TO NUZZLE YOU GENTLY TO SLEEP
- LLAMAS WILL CHARGE AFTER YOU IF THEY SMELL FOOD AND FEAR
- ALPACAS AMBLE ALONG LIKE THE WORLD IS MADE OF GUMDROPS
- LLAMAS ARE THE FUCKING DEVIL INCARNATE
- ALPACAS ARE NOT THE FUCKING DEVIL INCARNATE
This has been the most informative post I’ve seen on Tumblr.
Alpacas are like happy children who don’t know of the terrors of the world and llamas are like grumpy old men that hate everything because humanity has made him like that.
My answer: sexyballoffluff
I feel sick and sad can you find me something cute and fluffy to cuddle?
MONKEY TEACHES HUMAN HOW TO CRUSH LEAVES
Read more about Chino, the brown capuchin (Cebus apella), at the International Primate Rescue sanctuary in South Africa.
Chromosome 2 - What separates chimps from humans?
At the genetic level chimpanzees are almost indistinguishable from humans, so how did the formation of human chromosome 2 lead to our divergence from our primate relatives?
Geneticist Aoife McLysaght heads to Dublin Zoo to explain more…
via The Royal Institution.
It’s a chromosome Advent Calendar!!
Relevant cause I was just doing research on the analogue to Down’s Syndrome in great apes and it’s trisomy 22 instead of trisomy 21 like in humans.
Please remember this everyone. This goes for every animal, they aren’t a last minute gift, they aren’t a seasonal snow globe you can pack away. They require a lot of research and work. If you aren’t prepared for that then you should just get the person a gift card.
Ugh I hate when people are like “WELL MY ANIMALS ~STILL ALIVE~ SO IT MUST BE DOING JUST FINE”
all these people think an animal needs to be is still alive for it to be taken care of properly.
It doesn’t matter if their bird hops from perch to perch obsessively
Doesn’t matter if their rat paces in its cage
Doesn’t matter if their animals seem sluggish or depressed
AS LONG AS ITS STILL ALIVE ITS OK
NEVER FORGET THE MASSIVE DIFFERENCES BETWEEN SURVIVING AND THRIVING OR I WILL HUNT YOU DOWN
I’ve been thinking a lot about strange fruits since last week’s episode on the ghosts of evolution that reside in our produce aisle. Lots of people liked that episode. That makes me very happy. In that spirit, I present this question:
What’s the most annoying fruit ever?
The answer, of course, is the pomegranate. But this isn’t about the pomegranate. It’s about the mango. And the mango comes in a very close second on my Fruit Annoyance Scale™.
I’m pretty handy in the kitchen. I know how to cut one. I’m just left disappointed every time. So much deliciousness remains stuck to that wacky, disc-shaped seed. My only choices are to throw it away or to gnaw at it like I’m afflicted with some sort of crazed, herbivoric bloodlust, covering myself in stickiness and drawing many a raised eyebrow from my wife.
But that little trick, that hidden seed, is part of the mango’s evolutionary magic, its very key to survival and reproduction.
If you watched the video, you remember that the avocado, with its ridiculously big seed, evolved to get swallowed whole, and be pooped out later, so they could grow far away and free from big tree competition. The only problem is that the moving truck-sized ground sloths and prehistoric elephants that munched on them in central America are extinct. Yet the avocado lives on, strangely, no longer subject to that cooperation. It’s an evolutionary anachronism.
That’s the story behind the mango’s über-annoying seed. In southeast Asia, the mango’s native lands, forest rhinos and Asian elephants, who love mangos, are some of Earth’s last remaining examples of the megafauna that dispersed so many of the world’s weird fruits (including papaya, durian, avocado, and many others).
The mango has evolved a stringy flesh that clings to its seed (and whoever took the photo above clearly spent hours excavating that thing). Rhinos and elephants find that just as annoying as we do, so they swallow them after only the tiniest bit of munching. After a long, strange trip through the belly of the giant mammal, that seed gets dropped off with its great reward: A dallop of fresh fertilizer.
When you look at an elephant or rhino, you’re looking at the last giant mammals to still roam dry Earth. Sadly, nearly all of them are critically endangered. I and others have often referred to those strange fruits as “ghosts of evolution”, but those great creatures are close to becoming ghosts themselves. That’s really sad. Sure, we’ve taken over for the large mammals in the mango-growing department, but we shouldn’t save one ghost to spite another.
I hope that you’ll never look at a mango, or avocado, or papaya quite the same way again. And maybe, when you consider the mango, you’ll consider these beautiful creatures:
Let’s do what we can to keep them from becoming ghosts, too.
Words mean things: Altricial vs. Precocial
So this is basically a baby-having style. Parents who have altricial babies have to spend a lot of time taking care of their young, and parents who have precocial young need to spend a lot less time taking care of their young. Like, if you completely fucked off for parts unknown three days after hatching, would your baby be a) not very hosed at all or b) super-hosed?
If you answered “not very hosed at all” then congratulations, you’ve got very precocial young. Yay! The extreme end of the “born ready” spectrum is called “superprecocial,” and they’re fucking literally born ready. I mean, seriously, we are talking about birds that go from hatching out to flying in under 24 hours. It’s pretty hardcore.
Altricial babies can’t go very far and are dependent on their parents for any nourishment, but that can range from babies that are completely and utterly undeveloped and spend the next nine months developing the ability to have legs and unable to leave mom’s pouch lest they die to babies that just can’t feed themselves or go anywhere.
Above: Actual baby kangaroo.
Science has yet to see an advantage to distinguishing between these two sections of altricial young, presumably out of common courtesy.
And you might be like “Why wouldn’t everybody just have babies that can take care of themselves if you decide to pop off for where-the-fuck-ever because it’s Tuesday? Or get eaten? Or die of cholera? Or whatever, because nature?” And that is an excellent question, because seriously, nature. Babies who stand a good chance on their own if mom gets eaten by an owl five days after they’re born are going to continue mom’s genetic line a lot better than babies who have to hope that some kind, enterprising, or very confused animal with a similar idea of what “food” is adopts them before they freeze, starve, or get eaten to death.
But here’s the deal: those babies also require a lot more up-front investment on the part of the parents. Huge eggs, long incubation periods, long pregnancies, big babies, etc. all cost, both in terms of initial nutrient investment and in terms of missed reproductive opportunities. If you dump all these resources into a huge fuck-off egg with a massive fucking yolk and then something comes along and eats it when it’s 90% done incubating? You’re out a lot of effort.
Conversely, if you put like one caterpillar’s worth of energy into laying ten eggs and then a cowbird comes along and smashes your nest, you can just go build another one without too much trouble. There’s not a lot to be lost by bowing out at any stage of the game and just trying again, which also means you can sort of literally not put all your eggs in one basket, because we have yet to find a songbird that won’t engage in low-level brood parasitism given the opportunity, because their teeny tiny little eggs cost them nothing. The effort comes in once the babies have proven to be somewhat viable, and there are plenty of opportunities at any point in time during that long nurturing phase to cut your losses by abandoning or cannibalizing the weakest of the offspring.
(Cannibalizing precocial young is much more difficult, because they can run the hell away.)
Bonus round: Another way of judging how precocial a baby is is by whether or not it’s nidifugous. “Nidifugous” is a word which here means “the most ridiculous way someone could come up with to describe an animal which leaves the nest early.” It’s a fugitive from the nest. Like, you see a bunch of baby ducks waddling past with tiny duckling bindles and tiny duckling suitcases, all fleeing their parents’ nest. Latin: Making the best stupid-sounding words since forever.