We are down to one cygnet.
We lost the other one only a few days after they hatched: it just wasn't there one morning. Andy and I speculated a bit on possible causes--ill health, muskrats, hawks.... A few days later, posters appeared on the lamp posts: apparently the cygnet was killed by some idiot kid throwing rocks at it. We are all urged to keep an eye out, and stop anyone we see throwing rocks at the birds.
The other cygnet is growing well, all light-grey and fuzzy. He has little tiny stubs of wings, which give him a strong baby dinosaur look when he waves them. He mostly follows right behind one of his parents, when he isn't napping on the mud flats, with at least one watching. They've taught him to follow them to the usual spots to get bread and similar handouts.
Papa Swan is still chasing geese out of the inlet and onto land. Despite his vigilance, there are several goslings (in at least two groups) that hatched near the Columbia boathouse, and are growing fat and sassy on mulberries.
We lost the other one only a few days after they hatched: it just wasn't there one morning. Andy and I speculated a bit on possible causes--ill health, muskrats, hawks.... A few days later, posters appeared on the lamp posts: apparently the cygnet was killed by some idiot kid throwing rocks at it. We are all urged to keep an eye out, and stop anyone we see throwing rocks at the birds.
The other cygnet is growing well, all light-grey and fuzzy. He has little tiny stubs of wings, which give him a strong baby dinosaur look when he waves them. He mostly follows right behind one of his parents, when he isn't napping on the mud flats, with at least one watching. They've taught him to follow them to the usual spots to get bread and similar handouts.
Papa Swan is still chasing geese out of the inlet and onto land. Despite his vigilance, there are several goslings (in at least two groups) that hatched near the Columbia boathouse, and are growing fat and sassy on mulberries.