- Jun 8, 2010
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'Kay, here's an explanation, without which these two pictures make no sense. I THINK I'm the only BYC person whose emus are tame that is, I'm in Oz, and these are wild emus that I fed until they became tame. They were born and grew up in the vicinity of the farmhouse that I live in. Wild emus are part of their world. They are part of the wild emus' world: there are no fences between my emus and the wild emus (and I know that they cross the fences of the property, which adjoins a zillion acres of national park).
So, I can put my hand on Greedy's chest. I can sort of pat Felicity if she is busy eating. Felicity will walk through the carport.
Number One is still a bit of a yokel.
The adult here is Eric (the Emu), who is the father of my three, and of at least one brood of young since then. Eric has brought that brood of young to the farmhouse a couple of times. The chicks are COMPLETELY wild, but they will follow dad in bewilderment: they would not normally come anywhere near a human dwelling, but they are following dad.
This photo of Eric was taken in the first six months here, when Eric was as tame as he's ever been, before he turned up with the chicks. I lay for a half an hour, with the lens of my mobile phone peeking around the corner of the kitchen door, in complete silence, to get this photo: this emu is 95% wild, only rarely came into the backyard, and only ever a couple of times when the farmhouse was completely quiet and still did he walk through the carport.
The chicks are two of my three, at about four months, I think.
If I can borrow and keep here a camera, I may be able to get a photo of Eric and the wild chicks. I also have a bit of footage of wild emus fighting right outside the fence. The action seems so far away on the mobile phone. I don't know how it would 'come up' on Youtube. It IS an amazing piece of footage, and I wish I had had the chance to film with better equipment the dust-ups between my emus and the wild emus (which come for the figs on the tree that you can see behind the chicks).
Supreme Emu
So, I can put my hand on Greedy's chest. I can sort of pat Felicity if she is busy eating. Felicity will walk through the carport.
Number One is still a bit of a yokel.
The adult here is Eric (the Emu), who is the father of my three, and of at least one brood of young since then. Eric has brought that brood of young to the farmhouse a couple of times. The chicks are COMPLETELY wild, but they will follow dad in bewilderment: they would not normally come anywhere near a human dwelling, but they are following dad.
This photo of Eric was taken in the first six months here, when Eric was as tame as he's ever been, before he turned up with the chicks. I lay for a half an hour, with the lens of my mobile phone peeking around the corner of the kitchen door, in complete silence, to get this photo: this emu is 95% wild, only rarely came into the backyard, and only ever a couple of times when the farmhouse was completely quiet and still did he walk through the carport.
The chicks are two of my three, at about four months, I think.
If I can borrow and keep here a camera, I may be able to get a photo of Eric and the wild chicks. I also have a bit of footage of wild emus fighting right outside the fence. The action seems so far away on the mobile phone. I don't know how it would 'come up' on Youtube. It IS an amazing piece of footage, and I wish I had had the chance to film with better equipment the dust-ups between my emus and the wild emus (which come for the figs on the tree that you can see behind the chicks).
Supreme Emu


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