After hearing about Anna M's meet-up with grumpy llamas and an emu or two, we remembered when one of the local emus came for a visit. I'll let Poonie tell it:
Here comes Dinner, just a-walkin' down the road. It's an escapee from the Emu Farm!
He ran headlong into our woods. Come back, Dinner, come back!
"Huh?" said Dinner. "Wut's that there car doin' here? Ah cain't drahve." Dinner might look tasty, but there's not alot going on upstairs . . .
"Uh oh," said Dinner. "John Q approacheth. Better hightail it outta here. He's pretty slow, and I can always kick him in the 'nads."
Dinner was eventually corralled after leading our local lawmen on a wild chase. Hopefully there weren't any banks being robbed or Southern women deflowered while this was going on.
But man, wouldn't this have made a goose dinner look like just a snack? Yum-ME!
