We have never before been able to post a picture of a wild creature that was actually relevant to our conversation, so I'm relishing this opportunity. Let me present to you an emu whose name is Bob (although he prefers to be called Sir Robert Jones III). He is relevant, and I'm sure he would be insulted if we didn't take him seriously. I mean, to become a Sir, there has to be a King or Queen willing to confer Knighthood upon you. And if that happens, then from that point on everyone has to call you Sir Jones or risk the wrath of your indignation.