Who Knew Emus Liked Car Rides?

Not me!  But I got to find out yesterday afternoon.  Now, “like” might be a bit of a stretch.  Tolerate is probably a better term.  Lucky for us, it was Cow Lick that got to ride in the Malibu, now forever more known as “The Ranch Car”.  So you might be wondering, just exactly why this particular emu was riding in our car today.  That…, is a very good question!  And yes, there’s a story…

Cow Lick getting his first ride in the Malibu.

Cow Lick getting his first ride in the Malibu.

You might have heard that Texas has had a wee bit of rain this spring.  Nothing serious, death, destruction, bridges washed out, that kind of thing.  Practically just drizzle.  When we moved here to the ranch, the outgoing owner said the bottom corner where our historic well is used to get some serious water flow until they built some houses next to us.  I can only conclude that it never seriously rained here after they built those so he never saw any further spontaneous river formation at that end of the property.  After a 6 inch drenching a few days ago, it appears that the rivers do still flow!  Funny thing about flood waters.  They tend to go and pick up all kinds of stuff that was just laying around and move it with a great deal of force.  Stuff like trees for instance!

Our property used to be lined with 100% vertical fencing.  On the South East corner, we now have several yards of horizontal fencing.  Not only is it laying down, it is also covered with a nice carpet of flood debris.  It’s almost like a magic gate opened up down there.  One that beckons animals of all types and says, “Come through me!”  We are sooo, sooo blessed that apparently only one emu heard that beckoning.  And it was our nicest, most cooperative emu to boot.  He needed to roam.  Feel the wind in his feathers.  All that kind of stuff.

Flood damaged fence by old well.

Flood damaged fence by the old well.

So I’m at work when I get an email showing the downed fence and shortly after a call explaining a note left on our gate said the emu was next to the neighbors house.  Turns out it wasn’t the next door neighbor, but the next next door neighbor, maybe 1/4 or more miles away.  After coming home early from work I changed and gathered up my emu wrangling tools and went looking for Cow Lick.  He was doing what he likes to do, which is pace back and forth along the fence.  It just wasn’t my fence.  I guess he got a new view out of it at least.  I tried to get him to move by bribing him with some corn.  While he happily munched on it while it was within reach, he wasn’t interested in actually moving to get more.  This wasn’t looking good.

If you remember some time back, we had The Great Llama Escape from the ranch.  That took me three posts to properly describe.  It was not fun! Repeating that in any similar way was to be dreaded and feared.  While I was standing there contemplating solutions to this problem, our neighbor that we had never met came out and, after introductions, we chewed the fat some and discussed the situation.  Turns out she wasn’t interested in acquiring an emu so that option was out.  About this time the wife called and said she was home from the vet and asked if I needed help.  Do you get the impression we have a few animal issues?  I said “Of course.”  So she drove on over.  Somewhere in between this time I actually managed to put a rope around Cow Licks neck and “encouraged” him to go the few steps to the nearby gate and come to the other side of the fence.  While doing so I spotted two rat snakes sitting in the tall grass near the fence.  One was absolutely huge.  I tried to get them to get out of Dodge by tapping them with my walking stick.  They didn’t want to move.  Fortunately, that was the extent of their involvement.

Cow Lick was a bit of a drama queen, but at least he’s the forgiving sort.  Once we got the brief relocation by foot over with, he just waited next to me.  I kept trying to figure out if I could get him in the back of the truck or even in the back seat.  None of those scenarios played out well in my head for a number of reasons.  The most obvious of which was it would require the emu to climb or me to lift him.  That wasn’t a prospect I was interested in trying given his powerful legs and raptor-like talons.  However, going downhill might not be as much problem.  Hmmm.  A plan was forming.

Wifey had daughter #1 along.  This made things even easier.  We’d use the push-pull method and put the emu in the back seat of the car!  What could possibly go wrong?  I know it would make for a much better story, but really, not much did go wrong.  It took a little convincing for daughter Raye to come around to the idea, but we all knew it was better than trying to drag the emu back to our property.  Cow Lick didn’t really want to get in the car, but once he was unceremoniously pushed, in he went.  He did struggle a bit but soon found a way to get comfortable.  I think the following pictures tell the story pretty well.

Good idea

Really Dad? This is a good idea?

What just happened

Hey! What just happened there?

Quit pouting

Oh, quit pouting. We’re almost home.

Home alive

See? Smile! We made it home alive and everything!

As we thought, at the end of the ride, Cow Lick wasn’t all too keen on getting out of the car any more so than he was getting in.  With a little encouragement though, out he went.  Raye bravely rode with him all the way.  I think they bonded a bit 🙂

So another adventure at The Double Portion Ranch comes to a safe, if not entirely sane, end.  And now we know we can transport livestock in a Chevy Malibu to boot!  I would like to see the looks on the road we’d get doing that…

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2 Comments on “Who Knew Emus Liked Car Rides?”

  1. sidetracksusie says:

    First time reader that is happy she found your site!

    We lived in TX ONE year. Our property had 6 ft chain link around the acreage with large double gates across the “dry creek bed” on both sides of the fence. It was in a small acreage subdivision for people with horses, like us. Guy we bought the place from never said a word about them when he gave us a long description of the “how to’s and the why’s” of everything else.
    It was a horrific drought year with many dry storms setting fire to the grass all around us, and I was ever so thankful we had water spigots all over that place including every hundred feet in the pasture, right down the middle. We were “in town” when one of those dry storms became a wet storm. Returning home, we found the neighbor to our west had opened the big double gates on our west common property line, but we were not home to open our east gates and those neighbors were also gone. We had trees and construction debris piled up 6 feet high against the gates. Fortunately the gates were situated level and the creek bed obviously dipped down, so some of the mess had gone through and the water was gone.

    Apparently, fire ants swept up in flash flooding, just float along and end up in whatever debris pile is first in the chain. It was a horrific lesson for us, as our youngest had over a 100 bites and was fairly ill. We also learned to leave the east gate open since our horses were not shipped from WA yet and the east neighbors had no livestock. I could trust that the west neighbor, with horses, didn’t want the trash in his pasture, and he had his girlfriend trained to rush out and open the gates. What a mess.

    Blessings to you. Love your blog.
    sidetracksusie

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    • Susie,

      Glad you found the blog too! I write just for my own fun and try to be entertaining. I tend to go in spurts so from time to time there may be little or no activity but I won’t hang up the blog without notice (unless I die or something!). Enjoy the stories of the Double Portion. Flooding here is something to behold and I think the last 20 years or so have seen a pretty big increase in it. I wish I had gone down to look at that pasture when it was raining as that would have been quite a sight. I like the idea of a gate and have been in talks to lease my neighbors property so maybe I’ll just replace that down fence with a good gate. Thanks for the thought!

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