In a serious struggle there is no worse cruelty than to be magnanimous at an inopportune time.

Here is that rogue gang of emus at ZooDoo that Henry didn't like. The key problem with the emu is not ill will, a nasty disposition or anything of the sort. No, the problem with the emu is that, well, they're stupid. Imagine, if you will, something with the brains of a chicken, but is two metres tall, can run faster than Usain Bolt, and is pretty much always hungry.

Now imagine that you are one metre high, you're pacey for your size but have limited leg speed, and you're holding a big bag full of emu food.

Now you might be beginning to understand Henry's distaste for the emu...