Lake Muir lies to the west of me. A friend of mine – who is not vision impaired – and I walked to the end of the wooden walkway that overlooks the lake, and sat and watched.
Someone fired several rounds off to the west – perhaps pig shooters. My friend pointed out a mob of panicked emus –...
Not quite sure what to say or suggest. We have seen a precipitous fall in posts here in the last three years.
My first post here was nearly fifteen years ago. At that time, there was a range of members able to provide world-class advice on incubation and veterinary care and feeding and...
This is ‘Girl Boy Emu,’ whom I thought was male for months until she started booming. She’s the only emu ever to just walk up to the wheat, and stay – so, she’s not a member of Eric’s family.
She’s been away. Two other very shy wild birds, one female, have been spending long hours under the...
It’s a cold clear winter’s day here – the 17th winter of Planet Rothschildi – and two wild emus are quietly crossing the house-clearing.
But the two sookey females have gone bush, and that’s the story:
about eight years ago, when (the Legendary) Eric the Emu was killed, two of the...
The young female here at dawn for her bit of wheat – the sookey female – is the grandchild of Eric the Emu. She got a pat. Her feather pyjamas were cold and wet from sitting out under the stars all night.
The Planet Rothschildi project has crept into its seventeenth year. There’s a wild emu...
The ‘Planet Rothschildi’ project has a sort of ‘fluidity.’ For example, Tooshtoosh brought his first clutch here three years ago. The last of those chicks, now a young adult female, was here this morning.
Now, Tooshtoosh has been away since last autumn; and this is where the fluidity comes in...
Emus have great names -- like 'Mr Moo'!
Post your favourite emu name here.
But a little note: in the video, the speaker says, 'You're squashing the chick.' Well, no. Dad sits with his toosh just cocked a little in the air. This creates a warm dry little room, and over the days of the hatch...
We have never had a chance to observe a clutch of chicks in its second year – long story.
Here’s a brief time-line:
first, after Dad left the clutch – mid-winter – we learned that clutches stay together after Dad leaves.
Some time later, we figured out that certain groups of emus I had seen...
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Tooshtoosh abandoned his clutch of five chicks mid-last-winter. That was 8 months ago. We have lost one chick. The remaining four are of interest to us because it's the first time ever we've observed a 'clutch' -- we didn't know that abandoned chicks stay a clutch -- in...
So, an Update:
about 6-8 weeks ago, three 'chicks' came several times to the house-clearing. I wondered if they, like the four of Tooshtoosh's chicks who are still here, were a clutch of chicks still together at 16 months. I got good observations of the three visitors: definitely not mature...
What fun!
This is the first clutch -- 2009. See the plate? Still using it today.
So, 'Supreme Emu' -- me -- has been studying Rothschildi emus -- South West Western Australia -- since May, 2008. 'Notes from the Homeland' were posted here in maybe 2010. The observations covered, at times...
There’s a clutch of four ‘chicks’ – 17 months old, Tooshtoosh’s clutch – still here. They’ve remained a coherent group in the six months since abandonment.
And several times in the last two months, a group of three wild emus has entered the house-clearing to sneak a bit of wheat with my chicks...
The first time I saw this, I was puzzled. And I’ve only seen it a half a dozen times. But one time – Eric with a clutch in tow – there was no mistaking the behavior.
So, what?
It seems, in the same way that a dog will roll belly up to express submission, that emus express submission by simply...
For those of you who are new, ‘Planet Rothschildi’ is a wild-emu-observation project nearing the 5,000-day mark. The project has consisted, with the help of BYC members, of assembling 'bigger pictures' from lots and lots and lots of observations.
So here is an insight that we only managed...
I feel bad: been busy, and some unfortunate problems here. (And my Fortress of Emu Solitude is at this very second being logged.)
But today is Emu Birthday. It's my own invention -- 'cause wild emus are hatching plus-minus today. The chicks here are one today. And all across the continent...
There's a patch of hard bare earth beyond the garden. Tooshtoosh and his clutch often go there after their breakfast. And I've figured out why: they're eating stones. The rain washes the dirt from the stones in this little spot, leaving a nice little patch of yummy yummy stones.
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For some months, I've been puzzled as to why Dad and the Gang of Five go down, day after day, to peck at this particular bit of ground. These guys roam all over. The house-clearing is a big as a Walmart car park -- so why this tiny patch of ground?
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