Last week Bonnie and I went for a walk in Mont Negre with our friends Oreneta and Chuck.
Oreneta had met an angry emu the week before and we decided to avoid that path and stick to the main route. But not far around the corner, at a large watering hole from the recent rain, there she was. She didn’t bother with us, just walked away
Later we were sitting at a view point overlooking Barcelona and there she was again, walking slowly down the hot dusty road. Perhaps she wanted to see if anyone had left food at the picnic area but seeing so many people there she just passed by. She seemed so lonely there in this alien place.
A little later she came back and headed back up over the hill. Perhaps she escaped from a worse fate on an emu farm. Apparently emus are great survivors in hard conditions so good luck to her!
She may not actually be all that lonely! I found out today that someone had 4 or 5 of them on their property and they all escaped! That would be why the one we saw first seemed so much smaller to me than the angry one I saw. One is even going well down into a local town…I’m told……
Apparently everyone and his uncle is up there trying to catch them!!!!
Does that make it better or worse….
oh much better! i like to think of a band of them living like outlaws and evading capture! Go for it emus!