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The day after tomorrow, February 12, 2009, is Charles Darwin’s 200th birthday. (It’s also Abraham Lincoln’s.) I’ve recently begun reading Darwin’s The Origin of Species, and I’ve decided to try to do a little something in celebration of Darwin’s immense contribution. I’m going to be highlighting a few mammals that Darwin discusses in The Origin of Species, and I’ll try to tell you something of what Darwin says about them. Since I haven’t read the whole book, I’m going to be reading the sections that mention these mammals out of order and a bit out of context, but I’ll do my best, and maybe my more Darwin-literate readers can help out where needed. I also am pretty clueless as to where Darwin’s ideas have been expanded or improved upon. Incidentally, the book is actually quite accessible, and I’m sorry I didn’t read it earlier. You can read it online or download a PDF at Google Books.

Chapter Five of The Origin of Species is titled “Laws of Variation.” In a section called “Effects of Use and Disuse,” Darwin posits that the shrunken state of the wings of some birds on islands where they have no predators results from disuse. There’s nothing to fly away from, so generations of birds stopped flying and used their legs more, and through natural selection their legs were strengthened and their wings, eventually, made useless. As another example, Darwin discusses animals that live in underground burrows and caves and have small, furred-over, or absent eyes, thanks to disuse. It’s dark down there, so eyes aren’t very helpful, and gradually, they are selected out, while things like longer whiskers and antennae, which are helpful underground, are favored.

The tuco-tucos, of which there are some 50 different species, live in burrows in South America. Although they spend a lot of time underground, they do occasionally peer out of their homes, and their small but useful eyes allow them to do that without necessarily having to actually exit the premises. It’s easy for them to duck back under if need be. (The amount of time they spend outside their burrows varies from species to species.)

Darwin says that he was told by someone who caught a lot of tuco-tucos that they are often blind. A tuco-tuco that Darwin kept in captivity was blind, he says, thanks to an inflammation of the eye. As Darwin points out, animals that live primarily underground don’t really need their eyes, and eyes are just another thing that can get infected, so why not do away with them? (Eventually. Over generations.)

Genetic analysis of one tuco-tuco species, the colonial tuco-tuco (C. sociabilis) yielded surprising results a few years back. For the past three millennia, the colonial tuco-tuco has had almost no genetic diversity. Usually, a lack of genetic variation means doom for a species, but the colonial t-t has survived pretty well. The reason, researchers think, is that it has evolved a very social way of life, unlike the other tuco-tuco species. If everyone is related, there’s no reason to compete; instead, you can help your cousins breed, since they’re passing on your genes, as well as their own. (In a practical sense, I think I would be more likely to get along with everyone if they were more or less my clones, too, but personality clashes are probably not a significant factor in the colonial t-t’s survival.)

According to Walker’s Mammals of the World, “Systematic understanding of this complex genus is in a state of flux, and it is likely that there will be much change in the number and relationships of species…” In this drawing of the goofy-looking guys, clockwise from the upper right are C. fulvus, C. sociabilis, C. flamarioni, C. talarum, C. peruanus, and in the middle, C. haigi.

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Desert Shrew (Notiosorex crawfordi)

by JR Kinyak on January 26, 2009

in Other Orders

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Well, haven’t I learned something today. I use Walker’s Mammals of the World, sixth edition, as a general reference for this project. It’s a huge two-volume work, the most comprehensive in existence, and invaluable to me for sorting out taxonomic questions and getting basic information about species’ habitats and habits. This edition came out in 1999, and the previous editions came out in 1991, 1983, 1975, 1968, and 1964. Looks like we’re about due for a new one, right? And good thing, too! I picked this little shrew out of my Walker’s the other day. It was listed as the only member of the genus Notiosorex. First thing I learn online is that now the consensus seems to be that there are actually four Notiosorex species, not one. Okay, that’s nothing new around here, I can deal with that.

But then I go to look at the Wikipedia pie chart of the distribution of mammalian orders, remembering—I thought—that members of the order Insectivora constituted the third-largest group. Insectivora is one of the 28 orders in Walker’s. It includes shrews, hedgehogs, and moles, shrews being in the family Soricidae. But the Wikipedia pie chart doesn’t even list insectivores. Instead, the third-largest group, behind rodents and bats, is Soricomorpha, shrew-bodies.

It turns out that taxonomically-minded people are coming to a consensus that Insectivora, which Wikipedia calls “a scrapbasket,” is in fact several separate orders—colugos in one, elephant shrews in another, hedgehogs and gymnures over there, etc., etc. Lord have mercy, but this has exploded my mammal-loving world. It’s one of the most interesting things about this project, and biology and actually, I guess, science in general, the way no one even knows how many mammals there are, people can disagree on whether this species is really the same as that species, and it’s always changing, but still, I was not expecting to lose a whole order, and one whose name I just learned to pronounce properly (stress on the third syllable).

Seventh edition of Walker’s, where are you?

This shrew, a member of Soricomorpha, lives in the southwestern United States (including my home state, New Mexico) and in Mexico. They are way smaller than you’d think: only three or four inches long on average, including their tails. They’re so small that they can actually hang out in beehives, entering and leaving through the bees’ doors.

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Let’s continue our celebration of President-Elect Obama’s childhood home, shall we? Yesterday I mentioned that today we’d meet the only land mammal native to Hawaii (or as native as a mammal can be to Hawaii, meaning, I suppose, that it was already there when people arrived). Well, this mongoose isn’t it. Hawaii’s only indigenous land mammal is the Hawaiian hoary bat, a subspecies—endemic to Hawaii—of the regular hoary bat, Lasiurus cinereus. The hoary bat is the most widespread bat in North America, but the Hawaiian variety is endangered. Imagine those lonesome little bats arriving at their island home. Imagine them flying alone through the night, the only bats in Hawaii, their calls echoing back to them unmixed with those of other species. Anyway, I drew it in 2007, so have a look if you want, and now we’ll move on to the invasive and introduced species on the islands of Hawaii.

Here’s the deal with islands. They’re hard to get to and hard to get off of. The species that make it to islands are usually those that can swim or fly. They often don’t evolve any adaptations to predators because they don’t have any; they just cruise around their island paradises quite content. Then people show up in boats, and on those boats are stow-away rats—they can’t swim or fly but they’re good at hitching rides. Rats start causing general havoc, to both the agricultural operations the people set up and the native ecosystems. Then everybody freaks out and needs to get rid of the rats.

In 1872, Bancroft Espeut, a sugar-cane plantation owner in Jamaica, had what seemed like a good idea at the time. Mongooses will eat just about anything, he reckoned, so why not let them get a taste of Jamaican rats? Espeut imported nine mongooses from India and set them loose on his land. They were a hit and quickly multiplied, spreading throughout Jamaica. What happened next? This is from Nature’s October 21, 1897, issue:

“Ten years later it was estimated that the saving to the colony through the work of this animal amounted to £100,000 annually. Then came a sudden change in the aspect of affairs. It was found that the mongoose destroyed all ground-nesting birds, and that the poultry as well as the insectivorous reptiles and batrachians of the island were being exterminated by it. Injurious insects increased in consequence a thousand-fold; the temporary benefits of the introduction were speedily wiped away, and the mongoose became a pest. Domestic animals, including young pigs, kids, lambs, newly-dropped calves, puppies, and kittens, were destroyed by it, while it also ate ripe bananas, pine-apples, young corn, avocado pears, sweet potatoes, cocoas, yams, peas, sugar-cane, meat and salt provisions, and fish. Now, we are told, nature has made another effort to restore the balance. With the increase of insects, due to the destruction by the mongoose of their destroyers, has come an increase of ticks, which are destroying the mongoose, and all Jamaicans rejoice.”

Well. If only Hawaii had waited until 1897 to start thinking about importing its own group of mongooses! But no. In 1883, Hawaii brought 72 of them over from Jamaica; descendents of this group eventually made their way to all of the Hawaiian islands but Kauai. (Not Kauai? Well, kind of.)

The rat population was unaffected, perhaps because mongooses are diurnal and rats are nocturnal, and so, like two ships passing at dusk (or dawn), they don’t really come into much contact. But lots and lots of other creatures fell prey to the mongooses’ appetites, and the little beasts have been responsible for a number of extinctions, almost including that of the Hawaiian nene, a goose who will be familiar to all crossword-puzzle lovers. (The nene itself is actually Canadian, but that’s another story, and not a mammalian one.)

So here’s a drawing of one of Hawaii’s mongooses (all of whom are descended from the 9 that Bancroft Espeut brought from India to Jamaica). Through no fault of their own, they are a major scourge of the islands, and all the while, they’re just trying to do what mongooses do. No one’s come up with a really great idea for getting rid of them—poison seems the most promising, and they may as well skip the prairie dog vacuum—but at least they stand as a lesson about the dangers of tampering with the balance of ecosystems.

(Note that this is another of those taxonomically controversial species. Are the mongooses from Jamaica and Hawaii small Asian mongooses, or are they a different species, the small Indian mongoose (H. auropunctatus)? Is the small Indian mongoose a different species in the first place, or just a subspecies of the small Asian one? Or is it not a even a subspecies? Perhaps one day we’ll all agree.)

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Minke Whale (Balaenoptera acutorostrata)

by JR Kinyak on January 7, 2009

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It’s whale-hunting season again. And for the most part, it’s minke whales like this one who are being hunted. Minkes are small baleen whales that live in every ocean and some seas. (There is some controversy about whether there is one minke species or two—or more—but I’m staying out of it for now.) They weren’t hunted until recently—when they were about all that was left to hunt because other baleens had been killed to near extinction. While it’s thought that there’s currently a pretty healthy population of them, I don’t think anyone’s entirely sure exactly how many there are.

An international moratorium on commercial whaling took effect in 1986. Under the terms of the moratorium, member nations of the International Whaling Commission may not legally hunt whales, except for scientific purposes or, in some cases, by indigenous populations. If a country registered an official objection to that moratorium, it is not bound by its terms. That’s why Norway is allowed to kill some 1,000 minke whales a year. (It usually doesn’t kill nearly that many, though.) On the other hand, Japan registered an objection but then withdrew it; now Japanese ships kill more than 1,300 whales each year under the guise of “scientific research.” No one needs to kill that many whales to study them; no one needs to kill any whales to study them, really. The whales wind up, rather non-scientifically, on dinner plates.

Right now, a ship called the Steve Irwin operated by the Sea Shepherd Conservation Society is following the Japanese fleet in the Antarctic, “nonviolently harassing” the whalers in an attempt to make it more difficult for them to kill whales. (Apparently, even Greenpeace thinks these guys are extreme.) Yesterday, Japan asked Australia to deny the Steve Irwin access to its ports, which the ship needs to visit so it can refuel, a three-week process. Australia hasn’t said what it’s going to do yet. This past Monday, a Japanese sailor named Hajime Shirasaki went missing from one of the whaling ships; he is assumed to have fallen overboard and drowned. Sea Shepherd announced it would not “harass” the whalers while they were searching for its body, and the Steve Irwin crew, which has the only helicopter in the region, tried to join the search effort but was rejected by the angry Japanese whalers.

Meanwhile, a Japanese propaganda film has been posted on YouTube (read about it here; the article links to the actual movie, which I’m not watching) in an attempt to reveal Australians’ hypocrisy in their strict opposition to whaling while they abuse kangaroos. I say Australia and Japan are both wrong: leave the kangaroos and the whales alone.

January 6, 2009: “Japan Seeks Australia’s Help to Thwart Whaling Opponents,” NY Times
January 7, 2009: “Japanese Film Says Australians Abuse Animals,” Telegraph
January 7, 2009: “Angry Whalers Reject Sea Shepherd Help Offer,” The Age

NOAA’s Marine Fisheries Review has published a memoir by a Russian whaler in PDF form on its website. I haven’t read it yet but I think I’ll take a look.

Animal Planet has a show about the Steve Irwin and the Japanese fleet called Whale Wars. Have you seen it?

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Common Treeshrew (Tupaia glis)

by JR Kinyak on June 7, 2008

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Common treeshrews live in the rain forests of Thailand, Sumatra, Java, and thereabouts. Their generic name, Tupaia, comes from a Malayan word that means squirrel. They have sharp claws and little ears and they rustle around in the trees, darting about looking for insects and leaves to gobble up. The treeshrews’ place in the tree of life has been controversial; at times they’ve been placed in the Primates order. But the 20 treeshrew species are currently believed to be in their own order, Scandentia, which means we can mark one more order off the list!

Animal Diversity Web has some critical things to say about the common treeshrew’s child-rearing techniques. The male of a monogamous treeshrew couple makes two nests for the family: one master bedroom for the parents and a separate suite for the babies. And the mother treeshrew neglects her offspring as much as she can without their actually dying. She goes to their nest only once every two days and nurses them for only 10 or 15 minutes at a time! In fact, if you add up all the time a mother treeshrew spends with her children while they’re in the nest, it comes to only an hour and a half! It’s so bad that treeshrew parents wouldn’t even be able to identify their own offspring if they didn’t mark their babies with the scents they produce from glands in their sternum and abdomen.

I don’t mean to be judgmental, but maybe someone should call child protective services.

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The southern marsupial mole is one of two species in the order Notoryctemorphia, one of the remaining mammalian orders that I hadn’t drawn…until now! (After Notoryctemorphia, there are five more orders to cover. They’re all drawn and waiting to meet you!)

Marsupial moles, which live in Australia, aren’t at all related to moles; true moles aren’t marsupials. But what’s remarkable about these guys is how well they demonstrate the idea of convergent evolution, which is the phenomenon of organisms that aren’t related nevertheless evolving very similar adaptations in response to similar environments. Its form is very similar to that of other moles that burrow in sandy soil, but it most resembles the golden mole, which lives in Africa and is also not really a mole!

The southern marsupial mole has vestigial eyes, which are little more than dots where you’d expect eyes to be. It has huge front claws for digging, a horny shield over its nose, and neck bones that are fused to stay rigid while it burrows. It leaves a triple track behind it after a rain thanks to its tail, which it swings back and forth, and its pouch opens rearwards to keep sand out.

You should watch this neat video on ARKive that shows a southern marsupial mole digging a burrow. It’s mesmerizing to see how the sand closes up behind it, leaving almost no trace that it was there.

At one time, southern marsupial moles were heavily hunted for their silky blond pelts. Now, they’re considered endangered, but nobody knows much about them, their range, or their population.

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Here’s another order checked off the list. I think this is a goal we’ll reach, mammals! And what a mammal this one is. Have you ever heard of flying lemurs, also called colugos? There are two species, one that lives in the Philippines and one that lives in Thailand, Malaysia, Sumatra, Java, Borneo, and the like. Both species have this amazing membrane that stretches from their neck…to the tips of their fingers…to the tips of their toes…to the tip of their tail. Compare that to the flying squirrel, who has skin for gliding just between, basically, its wrists and ankles. It’s amazing, this colugo membrane.

Colugos flip their tail up, sort of inside out, when they’re on the go so it doesn’t get “soiled,” according to Walker’s Mammals of the World, or caught on a branch. They’re truly arboreal, and they freak out if they somehow end up on the ground. They can climb in “a series of lurches” and they shuttle along horizontal branches hanging the way sloths do. But their most impressive mode of locomotion is their gliding. In a single glide, they can travel upwards of 100 meters (109 yards)!

These guys eat almost nothing but greenery. Walker’s also says that “the gliding membrane of the mother can be folded into a soft, warm pouch to hold the young,” and “the mother may leave the young in a nest tree or carry it with her while foraging,” as you see this lady colugo doing. And colugos are crepuscular, a lovely word meaning “active at twilight.” I wonder if there’s an equivalent word that means “active at dawn.”

Finally, please click to enlarge this photograph of a colugo in flight, which is from Pennsylvania State University. It’s so amazing!

The Daily Telegraph: ‘Your cousin, the ‘flying lemur’”

Consecutive days of mammals: 16
Previous record: 11

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