One Thanksgiving morning I had climbed down and decided to hunt on the ground for a little while before heading home and heard something walking. I saw a head pop up over a small mound and then a neck and it turned out to be an emu. It walked right up to me, circled me a few times and then finally went on. I thought about shooting it, but I could just envision some emu farmer come running through the woods looking for his pet emu. I joked that I could have had the biggest Thanksgiving "turkey" EVER!!! After some people made fun of me for "seeing" things in the woods, I wished that I had shot it, just for proof.