Whooo! Photo essay:
poopology:
Late spring poop. You can see quite clearly that the bird -- one of the tame-wild males here -- worked his way through a patch of grass seed.
Almost certainly the poop of one of my males. Note the wonderfully different colour -- so this emu had a feed on a red-earth pasture. And the whole thing about emus gobbling up stones? Here below is the stones washed from this same, single poop:
Next: you can see the two tame-wild males having their brekkie. I heard this female. [She's still here now, vocalising down the back.] She stepped into the clearing with her ruff raised, and tried to eat some wheat; but the two resident birds sent her packing.
Next: the 'Ring-Necked Parrot' is visible in this shot -- top, back, centre. Now, a range of birds tax these 'early plums,' readers; but the ring-necks also drop many. Any emus in the house-clearing are always alert, at this time of year, to the sound of these parrots setting up shop in the fruit trees:
Here is LimpyChick waiting for plums to fall. It is his third season under this tree: first as a chick; second as a yearling; and this year big enough to jump up and score low-hanging plums
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