Readers in 2013
(This 1188th Buffalo
Sunday News column was first published on December 29, 2013.)
Slate-colored Junco watercolor by
Kateri Ewing
For the 22nd time I devote my end-of-the-year column to reader responses.
Again this year much mail related to cats.
In 2012 most of the mail was about the mountain lion that passed through
our Southern Tier on its way from South Dakota to its eventual demise in Connecticut,
while most of this year's communications were to my column about bobcats. In
that column I invited reader responses since western New York has been
considered out of the range of this species. Dozens of you wrote and it seems
clear that at least a few of these wild cats make their home here.
Among those responses: Bill Kretzer saw one on the 9th hole green at the
Peek'n Peek golf course in Clymer. Paul Bozard and his wife realized that the
animal they saw along Bucktooth Run Road near Salamanca, which they first
thought was a coyote, was really a bobcat. Steve Pawig sent his friend
Vincent's photo of one in an open glade just south of Zoar Valley. Dorothy
Clarke saw one stalking deer (they can take a fawn) along the Thruway west of
the Lackawanna Toll Barrier. Brad Schottin found large feline tracks in sand at
his Boston Hill Nursery; he is convinced that they represent a bobcat or possibly
even a puma. Ed Miner had two encounters: one he came upon in a shed in his
Hinsdale yard. It "leapt at least 15 feet and
then ran across the yard into the woods." Another was hiding behind a
gravestone in a cemetery on his property. A bobcat with two kittens was
reported in Letchworth Park.
But there were also reports from the Buffalo suburbs. Bill Fitzsimmons
saw a bobcat from the cab of the Falls Road Railroad along the Niagara
Escarpment near Lockport. Jim Pace saw one along the Cazenovia Creek gorge in
West Seneca and Mildred Chonka another on Grand Island. Larry Pace saw one near
Clarence Center and heard it scream. David Colligan's was in a tree along
Vermont Hill Road in Holland, John Chudy's along River Road in Tonawanda and
Ralph Grotke's near Main Street between Youngs and Transit Roads in Amherst.
It seems clear that the bobcat range map needs revision.
Following my column on juncos, Kateri Ewing of East Aurora sent me the
watercolor that accompanies this column. More of her attractive work, so rich
in detail, is at her website.
Many readers told of the dearth of birds at their feeders this fall, but
some have written since our recent snowfall to report that they are now having
better luck. We found passerine numbers about normal on the early Christmas
Bird Counts despite heavy going through that snow.
I do have one complaint this year. I reported on the state Department of
Transportation's policy regarding reduced cutting of roadside grass. No sooner
was the column published when that grass was mowed once again. So much for
bureaucratic initiatives.
Early in the year I reported on two comets, the second of which I said
might "prove truly spectacular." Unfortuately as Karl Battams puts
it, Comet ISON (aka comet Nevski-Novichonok) "fell
apart in the hours surrounding its close brush with the Sun and now exists
simply as a dusty cloud and some warm fuzzy memories." There is a remote possibility that its debris cloud may provide
us in mid-January with another meteor shower like the Gemenids and Leonids we
experience each year.
I conclude this year's feedback by returning to the world of felines. I
received this communication about my recent column comparing turbine deaths to,
among other things, kills by cats: "I would like to point out that the
loss of 50,000 birds per year also means that much less bird droppings falling
on us, our homes, our vehicles, our deck furniture - and other things. I was
once sitting under a tree at Niagara-on-the-Lake eating a hot fudge sundae when
a bird dropping fell plop into the middle of my sundae. I think cats should be
applauded - and protected - for the public service they do." When I
pointed out that the bird deaths due to cats each year is nearer two billion the
reader said she was even happier.-- Gerry Rising