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Sunday, June 17, 2007

Dinner is late...

Dinner is late. A lovely Italian dinner. We would've eaten nearly an hour ago, but my men are hunting an illusive escaped emu.

Two hours ago, Gareth comes inside in a panic to inform us all that "there's something strange in the has two legs and it's not a person!" Roger and I were slow to respond to this strange declaration, but the boys quickly bolted to investigate this claim.

Two minutes later, four very agitated boys are yelling excitedly that there is some kind of giant bird, "like an ostrich" at the edge of our yard. Arthur arms himself with his air rifle, dreams of a big-game hunt dancing in his head (he seems to have overcome his previous squeamishness). Dad and I noticed quite quickly that the giant bird, is in fact, an emu and definitely a domesticated bird, belonging to one of the local farms. Problem is, we don't know which farm.

The bird has attempted to head toward the road, so the boys have continued to herd it toward a safer location. This has been going on for quite sometime. So dinner is late.

I'm not quite sure what their goal is. I think, at this point, it is simply the thrill of the chase. After all, it's not everyday that a large bird roughly the size of a llama shows up in your yard.

Curiouser and curiouser...



Sounds like an exciting evening. What ever happened to the bird?

I hope your parents and grandma made it home safely. It was really nice to see them again!

Kimberly Wasson said...

The emu has eluded us - though he has been spotted a couple of times. It appears to be grazing on the soybeans.

The "grands" and the "great" had a wonderful time, as did we. They are anxious to return for Max's First Holy Communion in October. It was an amazing week!

Dana said...

Thanks for stopping by our little project! What a fun story. When we lived in TX, an emu was found wandering on the highway. No one ever claimed, it however, so it ended up at the zoo.

I always wondered if it weren't an illegal game operation. After all, who wouldn't notice one of their emus missing? A chicken I might understand, but an emu?