This was my worst bird-venture..I wrote about it in my diary about three weeks ago:
I goofed. The bird desire took me over. My human sister promised to take me on an outing. I have supervised visits with the neighborhood birds on a harness and walk about cable. However, I decided that I would free my human sister of the responsibility. When she went to retrieve the mail , I bolted out the door, across the porch, and down the steps. I heard her call me but I didn´t care. Afer all I am a miniature tiger seeking bird meat! Then I realized what she was saying and what she meant earlier about why I couldn´t go on an outing! It is RAINIng outside!!!I retreated to the bushes before..I embarassingly returned to seek shelter at the front door. My human mom told me to come in ...I looked at her with giant eyes and then my sister called me and I slowly with head hung in shame came in. My human mom got a towel and dried and scolded me while Dad worried if I would get sick. I was banished to the sunroom by my human sister to dry in warmth.My other human sister just laughed and rubbed my head. My cat brother Sydney watched the whole thing and said nothing. I guess he knew I was acting crazy. He helped me lick dry I am okay ...sleeping and dreaming of a dry sunny bird day and a drier escape attempt!!!I hope I don´t have to go back on house arrest. i just got probation on the harness.Anyway,I am glad I have a lovely home and a wonderful human and cat family. Tobey

Nice try Tobey.

Seems ALL of my bird attempts are failures. I jumped up to try and catch a magpie in flight yesterday, that wasn´t on.

Sometimes, I turn to stone, and while I am stone (I learned a trick from a giant lizard - a dragon - named The Gymp) the birds come really close to me - but as soon as I jump out - WHOOSH they are all gone in a flutter of wings.

Seems I am doomed to a life of bird WATCHING instead of bird catching or bird eating.
PIper

Wellllllllllll, this all depends on how you look at it. My Mom actually raised a baby bird in her bathroom that my brother chased into the garage.

Now.........how was I supposed to get to it in that bathroom with the closed door (this went on for weeks, I might add) and then, she took it to a half-way house for birds an hour away from our house to get it used to its own kind and from there it was let go back into the wild......now, I ask you, how was I supposed to get to it THEN????!!!!!!

Humans can be a bit dense......after all, next to mouse tails, feathered things are such a fun toys.......and, of course, so tasty!!!!!

Deelee in California

Ummmmmm, by the way, does it count in the impossible bird hunt if one considers that awful mocking bird that I can never get, that always dive-bombs my rear in the summer?????