Wild Emus at The Lilly Pilly Tree

[AntiqueB]

I am much at fault here, Antique B. Over years, I have run a number of threads -- but all 'Planet Rothschildi.' And had different user names.

No, I just lost it. I suspect I got a notification that someone posted something here, and I neglected to click on the link, and it erased my preference. At any rate, I'm so happy to hear about the emus again!

 

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Perhaps these are the moments that I enjoy the most. Undersized Emu -- who wanders in and out of the carport any old time -- has no idea that this is 'my place.'

Here she is, on a warm afternoon, having a little rest under the plum tree. (Has she still not worked out that plum season is done!?)

SE

 

[Finchbreeder]

Maybe her IQ is also undersized?
Still if she is happy no big deal.
Glad to see the younguns have grown well.

 

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Undersized Emu's belligerence is just silly; but otherwise, she is perhaps the smartest emu of all. She is the only wild emu in 18 years to just sorta figure out the free food/tameness thing.

Take a step back: of course, we don't say 'bird brain' for nothing. Over the years, though, it's been interesting to see a few birds who can 'work things out' where others cannot.

The carport is a good example. Most of the 'home team' birds take some time to traverse the car port, but U.E. just wanders backwards and forwards without any concern.

SE

 

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Yesterday at dusk:

a brief observation of a wild Dad with a clutch of five -- though it took us a minute to figure out that it wasn't Limpy Chick and Co.

Undersized Emu was ecstatic because the interlopers were afraid of her, a new experience.

Were the five chicks just a little smaller than Limpy Chick's? I thought maybe (suggesting a normal hatch schedule).

The following was apparent:

at around five months, chicks rage about up to about forty metres from Dad. If they think they're lost, they cheep piteously.

Sometimes Dad and clutch are silent for periods. Often, though, the chicks cheep happily, and Dad 'gurks' regularly. And that's what our momentary observation of the wild Dad and Co. showed us: the group was skirting the house-clearing; Dad gurked at intervals; the chicks cheeped and roamed about, but 'within range.'

SE