Welcome to the world, endangered limosa harlequin frog! You are the product of the very first scientific program to breed your species, because we selfish-jerk humans can’t stop wrecking your habitat and making you extinct.
To get the small amphibians to mate, researchers went to great lengths. They built a rock platform to mimic the underground caves in which the frogs breed, and piped in oxygen-rich water between 72 and 75 degrees Fahrenheit (22 and 24 degrees Celsius), according to a release from the Smithsonian Conservation Biology Institute.
Young frogs only feed on algal mats coating rocks. So scientists with the Panama Amphibian Rescue and Conservation Project, which bred the frogs, also painted the rock platforms with spirulina algae and then let it dry. When placed inside the enclosure, the algae grew and fed the animals.
Gosh they’re tiny, aren’t they? They must lay the tiniest eggs. Ultimately the scientists breeding these itty-bitty amphibians plan to release them into the wild, though if we don’t work on repairing the places they live, the limosa harlequin frog may only survive in captivity.
[photo by Brian Gratwicke, Smithsonian Conservation Biology Institute via Live Science]
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I am probably drunk and might have just tried to convince a table of six other people that nail stickers are the wave of the future but isn’t Paedophryne amauensis at once the cutest and raddest thing you’ve ever seen?!
[Photo credit: BBC News]
This week in the magazine, William Finnegan travels to Madagascar with Eric Goode [sub. req.], a Manhattan night-life baron “who tramps through mountains looking for turtles, tortoises, snakes, lizards, frogs, crocodilians,” Finnegan writes.
In this video, Goode seeks out the world’s rarest turtle, the plowshare tortoise. While trying to help save it from extinction, he travels to a wildlife conservatory and finds himself in a high-risk negotiation with local smugglers.
Learn all about the plowshare tortoise with the New Yorker!
Naturally, the babies are super cute.
Click through to watch the video, where these screencaps come from.
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The “cutest plague ever” of teeny tiny frogs, which carpeted a highway in Northern Greece on Wednesday for two hours. [link from Princess Sparkle Pony]
Sunday, May 30 is a National Day of Mourning for Animals in Laboratories. In San Francisco, the vigil will be held from noon to 2 p.m. at UCSF.
Presidio Habitats opened last week and they look so neat! You should go check them out multiple times during the year they’re up—maybe you’ll see actual animals using them! The wild parrots of Telegraph Hill, on the other hand, need lots of help—there are more of them than ever, and Mickaboo Bird Rescue is totally overwhelmed.
Chicken farmers testified last week in an antitrust hearing held by the USDA and the Justice Department. Haitian farmers are super-pissed at Monsanto for donating their evil hybrid seeds as some kind of helpful gesture—seriously that third paragraph is enough to make you sick. Meanwhile, subsidizing legal fishing plus tons of illegal fishing is “plundering” the oceans.
Mixed messages from the media aren’t surprising, right? The Chronicle says a vegan diet is acceptable (this week), despite totally ignoring us in its restaurants-and-food-news repository, Inside Scoop (no link because BOO); SFWeekly likes Pepple’s Donuts more than Whole Foods’ “Posh” knock-offs; and Martha Stewart had a recipe for strawberry gazpacho that sounded really amazing and is totally vegan though of course no one said anything because that word is only for theme days.
West Hollywood banned “sales of dogs and cats in retail stores.” South Lake Tahoe, Calif., and Albuquerque, N.M., also prohibit sales of companion animals. Pretty great, right? Because ANIMALS AREN’T INANIMATE OBJECTS! FOR FUCK’S SAKE. This year, the American Kennel Club will acccept mixed-breed dogs in the Agility, Rally, and Obedience competitions, for the first time in the club’s existence. And one day, dog-breeding for “beauty” or whatever-the-fuck will be seen as base, vile, and speciesist, and people will giggle at our earnestly angry essays about how fucking gross the whole idea of dog breeds was. Sorry guys I’m in a weird mood today.
Neal Harden used to be the chef of Pure Food and Wine! But now he is setting up a restaurant in Bali! I recommend subscribing to his quite interesting blog through a reader, as the font on the layout is fucking impossible to read.
This is the way I feel Lost should have ended: vegan feasts. Because, duh.