Thr-Ivy

Baby Ivy; A woman grown. Photo from the (obviously) very talented Charmaine Anderson
Baby Ivy; A woman grown. Photo from the (obviously) very talented Charmaine Anderson
Baby Ivy last week. Now, a woman grown. Thriving. Photo from the (obviously) very talented Charmaine Anderson taken in Toronto, Ontario.

Since the news seems to be coming in so wickedly fast and hot, turning Readings From The Northside into some kind of Gawker about wildlife-related celebrities, we should practice good journalism and try not to bury the lead.

Baby Ivy, who you might remember from previous Readings about the Jersey City Falcon Cam, has been found along the lakeshore near Toronto, Ontario, and is doing phenomenally well. She’s a big-gurl-bird-mangling-princess fully on her way to becoming a Canadian Queen.

For new Readers and those with poor short-term memories, we kept tabs on Ivy at the Jersey City Falcom Cam back in 2014, even though she was not one of our own LBI beach babies, because she was adorable, hilarious, and because someone made the mistake of giving me access to control the cam that season, resulting in numerous botched shots and confused cam viewers.

Peregrine Cam Nosferatu. The shadow of our mortality.
Peregrine Cam Nosferatu. The shadow of our mortality. I did this cam-manuvuer for hours, many, many nights, much to the dismay of hardcore cam viewers.

The Grande Matriarch of Jersey City then was Beatrice, also known as “Athena”, who sadly is believed now to be deceased. It is funny, but I only started naming wild animals because so many people told me that it was wrong and unprofessional to do so, and a practice widely frowned upon by academics, scientists, and researchers. That, of course, made me want to do it all the time. So it is always a treat to find out that someone else out there is equally unprofessional and has already made someone frown by giving an animal an adorable name.

It was Beatrice’s last season at Jersey City and she was proving to be infertile. But Kathy Clark, NJ’s legendary biologist, is not one to let a good PEFA Moma go to waste, so attempted first to foster an abandoned egg at the JC nest, which was a dud, and then ultimately a live chick from a different, overcrowded nest site. That ‘lil foster chick was Ivy.

Video of The Jersey City Chickdrop, from the Reading, Jersey City Chickdrop

Beatrice/Athena, great Mom that she was, and Dante/Six, great Dad that he is, accepted Ivy as their own and raised her real good. They even taught her that if she was ever approached by the Military-Industrial Complex for any reason whatsoever, she should immediately request three pigeons before saying anything.

"If u kan read may lips, SEND WATER... S E N DDDDD W A T E R. AND PIJON. A A A N N D. P I I J J O N N N."...
“If u kan read may lips, SEND WATER… S E N DDDDD W A T E R. AND PIJON. S E E E E E N N D D D D    P I I J J O N N N.”… Baby Ivy, back in 2014’s The Thirsty Games

We laughed and we cried when Baby Ivy first left the nest box in the scorching heat, yelling to us in the cam, and standing by the door waiting for Kathy Clark & Ben Wurst to come give her some relief.

So it is no wonder she wound up in the Great North along the Lakeshore. Those formative days in the heat must have stuck with her. She’ll never go thirsty again. What’s more so, the amazing Tracy Simpson, the hero from the Canadian Peregrine Foundation in Toronto, Ontario who discovered Ivy there reports that she has been spotted hanging around two nest sites ruled by older, infertile females. Tracy Simpson has been working with the Canadian Peregrine Foundation for 16 years, so she is probably correct that Ivy might be staging a takeover, but we can still pretend that Ivy likes it there because those two older PEFA remind her of her Mom, Beatrice.

Ivy is Thrivy. Thanks to Tracy Simpson for caring for her, and thanks Charmaine Anderson for the fantastic photo of our little, baby Ivy.

And congratulations to Kathy Clark & Ben Wurst. While they knew for sure they were doing the right thing by fostering Ivy with Beatrice and Dante in Jersey City, there were still numerous risks involved. If things had gone terribly wrong somehow, it would have been all to easy to say they should not have interfered. But they did, and we loved it, and this story could not have a happier ending. Except, well, maybe if Ivy stayed with us in New Jersey. And started a new nest here. At the Jersey City Falcon Cam. And I got to control the cam again. And… well… no. This is still a great ending.

Mostly because we can be thankful Ivy is in great hands, thanks to Tracy Simpson & The Canadian Peregrine Foundation who promise to look after their first Jersey Gurl and to keep us posted.