Here's the scene: we are at the Serena North den for an evening observation session. The cubs are playing around the denhole, and
a few moms are sacked out nursing their young.
All is calm and well.
Get Fuzzy, a new
mom, arrives at the den and amicably greets the other moms. Fuzzy is relatively low-ranking, so she
submissively puts her ears back and bobs her head as she approaches the others,
who sniff her without aggressing on her.
A few minutes later, we hear a small cub whooping from the far denhole,
and Fuzzy goes bristle-tail (a sign of excitement) and runs over.
What happens next is a loud and raucous fight, which we can’t see very well. Sauer and Polar (two other moms) are fiercely aggressing on Fuzzy, who is squealing loudly and defensive growling. Fuzzy then emits a very distressed-sounding whoop bout. The older cubs run over and join in for a second round of aggressions on Fuzzy (more squeals and growls), while the younger cubs hide in the close denhole. Listen – it’s intense!
By the time we drive around to a spot where we can see into this far denhole, Fuzzy is protectively standing over her cub, Phalanges. Phalanges, however, is dead. Was he the cub who whooped, and was he subsequently killed in those severe aggressions? Were Fuzzy’s whoops an anguished call for help, once she realized her cub was dead? Or was Phalanges already deceased when Fuzzy arrived at the denhole, and was she protecting his body from the others? We don't know, although Fuzzy's immediate reaction to the cub whoops makes us suspect that Phalanges was whooping, and was later killed during the aggressions.
What happens next is a loud and raucous fight, which we can’t see very well. Sauer and Polar (two other moms) are fiercely aggressing on Fuzzy, who is squealing loudly and defensive growling. Fuzzy then emits a very distressed-sounding whoop bout. The older cubs run over and join in for a second round of aggressions on Fuzzy (more squeals and growls), while the younger cubs hide in the close denhole. Listen – it’s intense!
By the time we drive around to a spot where we can see into this far denhole, Fuzzy is protectively standing over her cub, Phalanges. Phalanges, however, is dead. Was he the cub who whooped, and was he subsequently killed in those severe aggressions? Were Fuzzy’s whoops an anguished call for help, once she realized her cub was dead? Or was Phalanges already deceased when Fuzzy arrived at the denhole, and was she protecting his body from the others? We don't know, although Fuzzy's immediate reaction to the cub whoops makes us suspect that Phalanges was whooping, and was later killed during the aggressions.
Fuzzy carrying Phalanges |
Fuzzy standing guard over Phalanges' body |
For the next few
hours, Fuzzy guards Phalanges’ body. At
the beginning, she spends most of her time grooming him, perhaps trying to put
life back into his small figure. Whenever
another hyena approaches her, she picks up Phalanges and sticks him in the
denhole, and then puts the front half of her torso in the den, effectively
blocking any other individuals from accessing his body. Even if the other hyena bites or otherwise
aggresses on her, Fuzzy stays in the den, defending the body until the other
hyena moves away. She then picks up Phalanges
and resumes grooming him.
Fuzzy grooming Phalanges |
Moms usually carry
their cubs by the scruff of their neck.
However, when Fuzzy picks up Phalanges’ body, she often does so by the
leg, the middle of the torso, or other unusual postures for cub carrying. This leads us to speculate that she recognizes
that Phalanges is dead, despite her commitment to grooming and protecting his
body.
Fuzzy carrying Phalanges by the shoulder |
Fuzzy carrying Phalanges by the back |
Fuzzy standing over a dead Phalanges |
As the night
goes on, she grooms him less and instead simply lies next to him. We eventually leave her, and sadly seek our
own beds. When we return in the morning,
Fuzzy and Phalanges are both gone.
Fuzzy sacked out against Phalanges' lifeless body |
That's very sad. And surprisingly similar to anecdotes about mourning in other intelligent animals. I thought cubs dying in aggressions was uncommon?
ReplyDeleteWhoa so intense! Must've been so hard to observe. Thanks for the sound and photos; I feel like I was there.
ReplyDeleteWow Tracy, amazing observations. Great audio! Makes me sad, but very interesting behaviour at the same time! Thanks!
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