Showing posts with label Ethics. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ethics. Show all posts

Saturday, 6 April 2024

Cull of the Wild by Hugh Warwick: A book review

 


It is rare for me to find time to devour a good non-fiction book. Away from work, I like to consume historical epics and high-concept science fiction, but this Easter I put aside my Conn Iggulden and Stephen Baxter to indulge myself in controversy. Whilst not employed as such I am at heart an ecologist, one admittedly with a zoological bent, but one who revels in the complexity of nature and enjoys exploring the intricacies of what lives where, how, and why. Inevitably, my assorted studies and thoughts have led me down some treacherous paths and forced me to address some thorny issues. Culling in the name of conservation is one such polarising issue and is adroitly addressed in Hugh Warwick's latest book, ‘Cull of the Wild - Killing in the Name of Conservation’ out now from Bloomsbury.

Many readers and wildlife enthusiasts may be familiar with Hugh's extensive work with hedgehogs, it was his popular book ‘A Prickly Affair’ that elevated his fame as a wildlife writer, but his environmental credentials extend much further than just our humble hedgehog. Hugh has degrees in Science and the Environment and Wildlife Management and has been part of both academic and grassroots research. As a researcher and science communicator, he has a wealth of contacts and can boast many luminaries among those that he can call upon. Were Hugh not down to earth one may take some of his references in his book as salacious name-dropping of those in the conservation world.

Previously Hugh’s work has focused on his beloved Hedgehog, biogeography, and the connection between people and animals this time however he has spread his wings into a more controversial area. In ‘Cull of the Wild’ he skilfully explores with great nuance the polarising problem of culling one species to save another. Through his exploration of a wide range of case studies, Hugh identifies the core issues and viewpoints and identifies the wider implications and concerns for nature conservation as a whole.

It is easy to assume from the outset that Hugh is an anti-culler someone opposed to such 'evil' machinations but as an author and an explorer he displays a fair-minded approach to understanding the issues and problems at hand even when the intended targets are his beloved hedgehogs. I would have to characterise Hughs's approach as one of caution, an awareness of the need but an uncomfortableness of the methods.

To tackle the issue of culling in its breadth Hugh takes us around the world identifying conflicts, tragedies, and most inspiringly hope. He examines the plight of nesting birds whose eggs are devoured by rats, stoats, and hedgehogs. He explores the decline of the red squirrel in the UK due to its US cousin invasion and on a larger scale, the ecosystem-shifting introductions of mammals to New Zealand, a place where no such taxa evolved. Each chapter is based on a particular problem and how culling is being employed to fix that problem and he questions those running the culling programs and those who are opposed, non-judgementally with a desire to understand. Hugh uses his own confusion and apprehensions over the rights and wrongs to have meaningful conversations about conservation.

Hugh writes boldly and with an abundance of charm, his prose, whilst simple are functional and informative, with little hyperbole. He quickly highlights a point, provides the evidence, and attacks it from multiple angles with an uncluttered open mind. His work is eminently accessible, he defers from excessive technical language and where it is employed it is defined clearly. Like any good popular science book this is one that you do not need your own degree in science to understand or enjoy, if enjoy is the right word. The books heavily morbid focus is self-referenced several times, this is not a light read but it is fascinating, and it is a discussion we need to have.

I have written about culling issues myself, like Hugh I am torn by the practicalities and the morals. I know mink are not endemic be the UK. I know they decimate water voles, and I know that if I were ever to hope to see 'Ratty' on my patch then the resident black mink would need to die. I am also abundantly aware that the black mink I see on my trail cams has its own intrinsic right to life, and that its behaviour is fascinating and enjoyable to watch. It is not his fault he is in the UK; he is just doing what mink do, survive.

The same is true of the Grey Squirrel, it poses an existential risk to the native red squirrel. I have seen red squirrels in Scotland, they are endearing and wonderful and feel quintessentially British. Their grey squirrel is like the stereotypical American is loud and brash, confident, and bold. It is easy to imagine this invader bullying our native shy ‘Squirrel Nutkin’ into obsolescence, but this is not the case, it is the squirrel pox that the grey carries that is the problem. Perhaps, this virus should be the true target of a cull? It is in this section that Hugh highlights a key point in this debate, for many their neighbourhood squirrel that visits their garden or lives in their park is the only mammal most are likely to see or interact with. British wildlife, given how we treat them, tends to be shy and secretive and without regular contact with nature how can we expect the public to invest in species and habitat protection. Here lies the rub, how do we quantify the benefits and costs of such measures? Can you put a cost on a person’s interaction with a wild animal?

In another section Hugh sensitively tackles the issues surrounding trophy hunting and other such measures that generate income for conservation. Conservation has often been forced into biting the bullet and stretching its morals to get the job done. The phrase ‘poacher turned gamekeeper’ is particularly apt. Poaching of lions is illegal and risks the species survival but in areas where lions are over abundant, they allow trophy killing and use the money to fund conservation in areas where they are struggling, a devil’s bargain or a necessary evil? His examination of these thorny topics opens a whole can of worms and raises questions that I am not sure we have answers to or even willing to admit that we need to have the debate.

Is it morally right to ever all a species? Does one species have more right to exist to than another? Who decides and how what a native fauna looks like? Throughout the took Hugh explores these questions. I would not say he fully answers these but perhaps asking them is enough for now.

It has triggered in me deep thought over the issue of culling and challenging my own morals. My general view is one of regret, a weak response I know. Sometimes it is necessary to cull and rightly this leaves a bad taste in my mouth, but Hugh’s book has challenged why I think that way and crucially highlighted to me a much bigger problem with nature conservation. Change is a natural part of life. Ecology is fundamentally a complex web of change, evolution, adaption, and balance. Life exists in a dynamic equilibrium, a term I leaned in my first university lecture by my ecology professor. Conservation at least in the UK seems to be more about stasis, ring fencing and protection, enshrining a pre-industrial ecology. It is necessary but ignores the nature of ecosystems and how species change and adapt over time. The problem is that this change, human led change is faster than the natural mechanisms can cope with. Extinction is natural, species come and go, thousand of species prior to mans arrival lived and went extinct or in many cases evolved into new species its just that our effects on the environment are so great and fast. Conservationists recognise this and want to mitigate this effect but is it a fight we can win?

What the book stirred in me is the wider implications of conservation and the existential issue of where humans sit in the hierarchy of life. All too often we place ourselves in the superior position, by dint of our dominance, self-awareness, and brain power. We decide how this world should be organised and run. We do this because we are the dominant species of this time and have the ability. Should our intelligence give us carte blanche to ride roughshod over fellow species, fellow mammals, fellow apes! This is heavy stuff and whilst Hugh touches on this philosophical angle he is more focused on the practical aspects and wrapping morality into that.

The last gem that I drew form the book was that culling was rarely the root problem, it was a technique that was employed to tackle a single issue, sometimes to protect a single species. As you read though Hughs accounts of the various case studies it becomes abundantly clear that may of the problems is rooted in habitat loss and fragmentation. The biggest issue facing the target species is primarily loss of its home. By forcing species in to smaller and smaller patches that are other overly fragmented means that they become more sensitive and vulnerable to the danger presented by other species that then need culling. Ultimately, we need to treat man as part of the ecosystem not apart from it, understand what that means and stop moving species around the planet no matter how good an idea it might seem to be at the time.

In the end ‘Cull of the Wild’ is a thought provoking and necessary book that I would urge all conservationists and those with an interest in wildlife to read if only to understand the complexities of conservation in the modern world, it should be on the curriculum of every conservation course. Only through understanding and asking the hard questions can we as a body move forward, long may Hugh present us with such cogent analysis and at the end of it all is culling justified – I just don’t know, my confidence is shaken but there is hope for a more holistic way of doing things but that needs more than just conservationists, it requires us all to understand, sacrifice and prioritise.

 Cull of the Wild is available from all good bookshops.

 

 

 

Saturday, 29 October 2022

Huey the Hedgehog- An essay on day time Hedgehogs and ethics.

 Following on from my last mammal post it is another popular mammal that has inspired this post.

The Hedgehog must be one of Britain's most beloved garden animals. They have such great character and have been exemplified by Beatrice Potter's Mrs. Tiggywinkle. The fact that they visit gardens means that they are readily observable to the layman. You do not need specialist equipment or years of tracking experience, camouflage, or hours in a hide to see them.

At this time of year and particularly during this warm spell they are busy putting on weight for their winter hibernation. A chance sighting in the garden earlier this month revealed that we had a hedgehog visiting. We have a little hog-i-tat at the bottom of the garden which they don't seem to use and built a little feeding station with bricks. We experimented with food, we started with dog food at first, which they seemed to like, then specific canned hedgehog food, which they didn't seem to like before settling for dried hedgehog food that they seem much more comfortable with. I must stress here that bread and milk, the kind of food we put out as a child should never be given. Hedgehogs are lactose intolerant and this can be very bad for them.

I put out one of my trail cameras and discovered that they visited several times during the night and that there were two individuals. One a large fat adult and a much small individual.

Last Tuesday just as I left for work at 8am the small hedgehog was noticeable out in the daylight. This is a bad sign. Any hog out in daylight is in trouble. It had only just gotten light so I thought he had just gotten caught out and he seemed quite mobile and alert and so I left him. Ironically that day my parents and my nieces went to a Hedgehog Day at Hill Close Gardens. There they met a lady from Warwickshire Hedgehog Rescue. They are an amazing team that looks after hedgehogs in the area. 

The key thing at this time of year for hedgehogs is putting on weight and so when we saw the hog that night I grabbed him and weighed him. The little fellow had a good roll response and despite being covered in fleas seemed in good health. He weighed just 325g just over half the weight he needed to be for hibernation. I was a little concerned, but we were feeding him and he seemed alert and well so I released him.

Yesterday, however, at midday I saw the little thing out down the pond, it was broad daylight and the alarm bells rang. He still seemed well, alert, and very mobile, he could certainly move when he wanted to. He was definitely hungry, he was moving methodically through the garden through the undergrowth and leaves snuffling and searching for food. Knowing he was underweight and out in the day, a risk to his survival. 



I gathered him up into a box. I lined it with old curtains and put in some of the dried food and water, and rang the Hedgehog Rescue lady. As she was fairly local she came and collected him, I m not sure he would have enjoyed my taking him by bike!

Huey, as my nieces insisted he be called was now in the best place. The carer would check him for parasites, something that they particularly suffer from when they turn towards eating slugs and snails. She would give him fluids and any medication needed, and if he survived would return him at a safe weight for release.


It is important to act quickly to a hedgehog out in the day. They are always in some kind of trouble and parasitic infections in the gut can turn nasty quickly. We had a hedgehog last year that we tended for a few hours before getting him to the Rescue Centre, but it was too late and he died. Hedgehogs often appear very perky and well before going drastically downhill.

So Huey is safe and warm. The carer will do all she can for him, but this incident reinforced something I have discussed on this channel before regarding ethics. When I saw Huey out in the daylight I was both concerned for him and delighted that I could get a good look at a wild hedgehog doing its thing. 

I watched him as he turned the leaves searching for beetles and worms and a took a quick snap with my phone to document his size. It was then a thought crossed my mind. Perhaps I should go and get my SLR, this would make for some excellent photographs, it's so hard to take them at night and here Huey was posing in the beautiful autumn sunlight. The thought faded as I remembered that the only reason he was out in the day was that he was either unwell or absolutely starving. Instead of reaching for my Camera, I dashed past for a box. This was undoubtedly the right thing to do. 

I have photos of animals in distress, a Fox and a Muntjac, both of these images taken before I realized their injuries. The photos took new meaning then, their beauty was tinged with sadness and darkness. I only ever use those images to illustrate the frailty of nature and never for profit or gain. It is our responsibility to protect our wildlife and treat them with respect. I could not help the Fox or Muntjac but I didn't want to denigrate their nature by capturing their likeness for a technically great shot.

I wonder now about all the photos I see of Hedgehogs beautifully framed in the leaves in full daylight. I hope they were all taken at rescue centres where the individual was cared for, but suspect that many were not. I understand that not everyone will know that a daytime Hedgehog is in trouble and just relish in this stroke of luck, but I hope everyone reading this will now understand that they need help, that they aren't well and they aren't posing for you.

A good general rule of thumb is that if you can approach an animal or bird then it is unwell and needs help. I have been called to help all sorts of birds and animals. Birds trapped in buildings, pigeons knocked out by a window collision, rabbits caught in cricket nets, and the like and in all cases the animals that allowed me close enough were in severe trouble. There is a balance between distressing the animal more and trying to help. Death is a natural part of nature and I personally find that unless you can safely, for you and them, catch them and get them to a vet who can do something it is best to let nature takes its course.

So, Huey is safe for now, he's not out of the woods, it all depends on the parasite load in his body, but he is in the best place.  I want everyone to be aware that a daytime hedgehog needs help and there are legions of volunteers across the country that care for hedgehogs, a now increasingly rare mammal. I want to say a huge thank you to these people who give up their time and money to protect this species. We can all do our bit and should - 

- feed our hedgehogs properly, not bread and milk

- Have dead wood in the garden to encourage beetles and grubs

- Leave leaves and compost bins for nesting

- check bonfires before lighting

- Take daytime hogs to a carer

- Cut hedgehog runs in our hedges and fences


Warwickshire Hedgehog Rescue - https://warwickshirehedgehogrescue.org/