Tuesday Night Dinner- Mancake

On Tuesday, I decided to try my hand at photojournalism. Or something like it. Here's the story of our dinner, through pictures.

Emu?

Today, I found an article on the local news site about an emu loose in my county.

It was apparently seen running loose in my town sometime during November. I'm not sure how I missed a wild emu. How does a wild emu even end up somewhere? I don't know anyone who sells emus. I don't recall ever having seen an emu before.

I guess that's a good thing, as the article did mention this: "Police are warning against approaching the bird if spotted, as emus use their knife-like toenails and powerful legs to defend themselves."

Knife-like toenails? Ouch. Right now I'm imagining a six-foot tall bird running at me with knives on its feet and round-house kicking me in the chest, leaving me on the ground with bleeding slashes and sprinting away at 30 miles-per-hour (because apparently they can do that).

If you see an emu, be sure to call animal control.

Apparently they're very dangerous.

They're like the Chuck Norris of the bird world.

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UPDATE: Some heartless hillbilly shot the emu in his backyard. I think he may have eaten it. ):

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UPDATE AGAIN: Turns out the heartless hillbilly is my friend's dad's cousin.