We were trying to be green fingered yesterday - I was replacing the house plants, and Mrs Stace was de weeding the garden. I put some potting compost in the shed when somthing nearly flew into me as I left.
We couln't see the bird in the shed so we left the door open.
About 20 mins later a black shape darted into the shed and came out with a bird in it's mouth. I don't think I've ever seen our cat move that quickly.
We generally let nature take it's course - the cat is hunter and there's not that much we can do to stop him. He does have a bell on his collar to warn the birds - but it doesn't always seem to get them out of the way.
However when he tries to take them in home we stop him. That's what he tried to do yesterday. This is going to sound evil but... It was like watching Silvester with Tweety.
We yelled at him not to take the bird inside and he looked at us and went 'phut' spitting the bird out.
We checked the bird over the best we could, it seemed OK so we put it high on a shed roof where it flew off and put the cat inside.
The cat was most dissapointed in us and went to sulk in the attic for 1/2 hour :)