The bigger one is the female. They were both out Saturday afternoon & didn’t seem to care that I was snapping their pictures with a telephoto lens below. I suppose they were spying for bunnies, squirrels, mice, other birds. I think they’ve got some owlets around now. In the last week, I’ve heard plaintive, insistent squawks I suppose must be from the owlets demanding food, but I can’t figure out which tree they’re coming from. Our little terrier, Moxie, gets visibly scared by the owls. When she hears their hoots, she hides under our lawn chairs.
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No worries
here, however. We have no official emu hunting season in our part of the country.
Hawk~ staring down the barrel of the cold hard truth
If there's no official season...
doesn’t that mean that emu’s are always in heat season?

