Auditing: Home Team versus Foreigners

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Old Guy was getting late afternoon sun in a corner of the house-clearing. Heard Limpychick vocalizing – the ‘V-neck’ territorial booms – rather energetically. I wondered if she were sorta imagining, sorta practicing. But then I heard a male. Then a female – a female that wasn’t Limpychick. That’s not hard: you can usually tell one from another.


And for the next hour, I audited:

First, the two wild birds. Without a doubt, readers, they were a breeding-pair. And it’s just a month until first egg-laying, and autumn rains have been very very poor. So my guess is that these guys were looking for pasture to take over, so they could fatten up before mating.

Limpychick was unimpressed.

And for an hour, I quietly moved and listened as L. slowly drove the interlopers away.


And this morning I will be in the garden at first first light, to prove a theory: I have wondered about why my tame-wild birds are sometimes absent at dawn, but turn up a half hour later. (If they are present, you can hear them – the females, anyway, happily foomphing in their roosts.) I think Limpychick chose to keep driving the interlopers away right until dark. Then she roosted where she was, perhaps a half mile from home. And during the night, she would have vocalized. And at dawn, nip back to the clearing here for breakfast.


And this is an example of ‘operating’: sometimes, I’ve noticed, the foreigners arrive soundlessly – although the home team usually seems to know (??). But sometimes the foreigners announce their presence – but we have a very very great deal to learn here because it is extremely difficult to monitor the conversations of groups on the move. Usually, we are only able to get ‘slices’ of conversations as the emus move past (sometimes even flocks of twenty or more) or while we are both static.

That is, it’s impossible to know when the male and the female of the breeding-pair are talking to each other, and when they are talking to the members of the home team.

But I think that yesterday we heard the interlopers talking to each other – a little bit. The foreign female making half-hearted threats against Limpychick. And Limpychick both vocalizing more aggressively, and physically driving the foreigners away.

And this is the 'operating' of which I have spoken. Standard Operating Procedure: the foreigners arrive, and start 'operating' against the home team: exploratory vocalisations, threatening vocalisations, 'crabbing' around the bush on the perimeter of the house-clearing, making incursions onto the house-clearing. At the same time, the home team vocalises in return, moves around the edge of the house-clearing, keeps itself between the bad guys and the grass. Then conflict does or does not happen.












SE
 
Update:


OMG OMG!! What’s going on? Who knows.

Limpychick is back. I see no sign of last evening’s female – maybe I was wrong about all that.

But the turf war began again at dawn, here, with Wild Male leaning on Limpychick’s dream:

https://imgur.com/a/AyEVFOV

I’m pretty sure L. is the aggressor here. But ten minutes later:
 
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Now, the aficionado notes that Limpychick, in the foreground, is all feathered-up, and she's vocalising; but she is headed rapidly away from the wild male, who came well into the clearing while I sat and watched him.
 
And the lovely colour on L.'s chest feathers is the morning sun. Here is The Look-Out Post:
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This is what it looks like from the emus' side
 
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See the 'stump table'? You can hunker down there at dawn with coffee and camera, and watch it all happen. Most of the garden has to be covered at night, to stop hungry kangaroos from eating it. Kangaroos luuuurv honey-snap peas.

Supreme Emu
 
I'm pretty sure that Limpychick, whose education suffered from her Dad's death, and her injury, is gonna take a little longer to mature. Yesterday, I found four emus in the clearing. Three wild ones, and L. sitting quietly nearby, paying no attention.

[And she has three times done a thing, flopping down onto the ground into a sort of mating posture -- then bounding back up again -- that I have never seen, and don't quite understand. Anyone have thoughts on this?]

And the pattern of behaviour is getting clearer: L. has definite ideas about How Life Is Supposed to Go, but can't quite put the pieces together. She'll surely miss breeding this season. But I am satisfied that she survived her injuries. And -- oddly -- we hope she'll head of in spring, to experience life with the wild birds.

SE
 
Ooooh! There is a female operating against Limpychick. And I am pleased that I figured it out in the early a.m.: the night-time vocalisations of wild females (males only rarely vocalise at night) have a ‘signature.’ And in the a.m. here I hear a female whom I was sure was not Limpychick (and L. was present, and didn’t respond, which is data).

[I was once way in the bush at deeeeep dusk, and listened to two females exchanging vocalisations. The funny thing is that they were clearly friendly, and I guessed that was because it wasn’t breeding-season: they weren’t competing for turf.]

So, at dawn, Old Guy was in place at the Stump Table, with coffee and camera. Didn’t see the wild female, but she was close, and vocalizing ‘against’ L. The pair of them moved across an arc of the clearing, vocalizing to and fro:


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Terrible photo. Sorry. But I don't know if you guys get this: So, L. is in full-V-neck-hunkered-down-feathers-flared vocalisation mode.
 

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