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After Mass (Advent II, '28 BCP Lectionary), I visited Miguel and Teresa to bless their house. They have many children and one came flying up to the gate of their 4 acre spread, shouting out "Father, Father! Come in!" Excited little chap. So I drove through and couldn't help but notice an...
Emu. There it was, stalking along, like some prehistoric beast. Miguel came out to meet me and I asked him about the bird, our conversation went like this:
"I say, Miguel, is that your Emu?"
"Yes Father."
"Remarkable!"
"You can hug him!"
"Well, that's quite a thing."
I resisted the temptation to "hug the Emu" as I didn't want to chase the bird down; foolish. Next time I will test the creature's affection.
I'm proud of Miguel and Teresa. He's building their house as they live in it and she's helping him; I'd say that wasn't easy. Very faithful people and very devout. Their daughters tell me of an evil elf who steals the souls of babies.
Holy water will drive that away.
LSP
I'm told that it's cassowaries that are dangerous. Nasty, ill-tempered killers.
ReplyDeleteFortunately, I've never had the opportunity to find ut.
But the young lad sounds entirely charming.
My neighbor used to raise emus. They were intimidating enough that hugging them never even crossed my mind...
ReplyDeleteThe cassowary is a fierce adversary! Emu's are much easier to get along with -- apparently...
ReplyDeleteAlright there Bluesun - I've discovered that there's a whole subindustry centered around the emu. At least in my part of Texas - huge great birds.
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