Wild Emus at The Lilly Pilly Tree

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The chicks, just coming up on eight months of age, are no longer a cloud around Dad’s ankles. Dad is still ‘home base,’ and they cheep piteously if they manage to get left behind.



But they now move in a loose group, quite comfortable to be up to about forty metres from home base (unless they think they’ve been left behind . . . ).



They aren’t quite heavy enough to ‘thunder,’ but you can indeed hear them – Dad and all six – ‘thundering’ across the house-clearing.



They are presently foraging the small berries of a tree in the old orchard. We must try to figure out what it is, but it is what they initially thunder up to when they rock out of the bush.



The chicks are right now a l m o s t not quite the same. Two have figured out ‘the plate,’ and rush up and peck wheat from it when I appear. The other four, no. Their hair-do’s are also a l m o s t distinctive – but they never stop moving, readers; and I am having a hard time getting photos. One has on its upper neck a slightly different plumage.



Finally: we are way short of winter, or even serious autumn – and ‘The Big Jump’ has only just begun – but change is indeed in the air.



[Mummy Roo and Baby Roo come up to the bird bath most evenings. Baby Roo is so small it has to reach up, and hang on to the side of the bath, to get a drink. They drink a lot! A really surprising amount.]



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Some things are sad in a small way. We haven't seen Undersized Emu and Brash Boy for four days. They may turn up at any minute.

Or, now that they are a breeding-pair and it's autumn, they may have gone exploring the world. U.E., you will remember, is not a 'here' emu -- she's not one of Eric the Emu's family. So although she's been here about two years, her ties are not so strong.

Breeding-pairs . . . we think . . . usually breed on female's territory. (Limpy Chick being a wonderful exception.) So U.E. and B.B. may turn up here in a couple of months, and try to take the place over (by which time Limpy Chick may have dumped his chicks).

Or not. That's the sadness. You observe emus. They become tame. And they walk into the bush, and you never see them again.

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[Finchbreeder]

I hear you with the weather. 11 days into Autumn officially and it still seems more like summer.
"Your" Emus are a very different situation to our domestic birds.
But that just make it interesting - and better in many ways - they have choices to make and risks to take that domestic birds never do.

 

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' "Your" Emus are a very different situation to our domestic birds.
But that just make it interesting - and better in many ways - they have choices to make and risks to take that domestic birds never do.'

The first 'Note' was posted here in, I think, 2010. No one else in the world seems to have ever undertaken observations like this.

And it has been a delight that many times -- BYC was a vibrant community back then -- the observations of wild birds provided details that helped solve problems for the owners of pet emus.