i hope all u ugly white feminists realize that the founders of the women’s march are a latina woman, a black woman, and a palestinian muslim woman. they didn’t create this march for all of you to talk about your pussies and spew cissexism. :^)
There are three species of cassowary. The southern cassowary, or double-wattled cassowary (top image), is the most common, and is the third largest bird in the world after the ostrich and emu. The northern cassowary, or single-wattled cassowary, or golden-necked cassowary (second image), lives in the lowlands and swamps of New Guinea. The dwarf cassowary, or mountain cassowary, is the smallest of the three species, and lives in the mountain forests of New Guinea.
While cassowaries have been known to eat fungi, flowers, snails, insects, frogs, birds, rats, mice, and even carrion, their diet consists primarily of fruit. They will eat the fruit of several hundred species of tree and bush, and one tree, the cassowary plum (which is toxic to other species but eaten readily by the cassowary), has even been named for the birds. Cassowaries can become extremely aggressive about their food; when they find a tree that is dropping fruit, they will stay there and eat, chasing away any other cassowaries who try to approach and feed, until the fruit is gone.
Cassowaries will swallow fruits whole, even large ones like apples and plums. Because of this, seeds and pits will go through the cassowary’s digestive system and be passed in their droppings. These birds have been known to distribute seeds over distances of over a kilometre, making them hugely important in the dispersal and germination of fruit trees through the rainforests. Some seeds, such as those of the Ryparosa trees, are shown to have much greater germination rates when they have been through the gut of a cassowary. These makes these birds a keystone species for the rainforests they inhabit.
Here’s a quick intro to an amazing capture right before I released him! Starring me and a young red-headed woodpecker, who wants nothing more than to destroy my hand and go back to acorns.
(Both of his wishes came true, as a matter of fact. An hour later I came back to see him on his larder, faithful as always).