Finding Breakfast in the Chicken Coop

When I enter the hen house in the mornings, Trick the Cat follows me. He's searching for his breakfast, too. As I pull warm eggs from underneath hens, he hops onto the roost and catches a sparrow. With bird in mouth, he trots out the hens' door, across the yard, over the fence and into the garden. As I marvel at his speed and stealth, I wonder if he'll ever rid the hen house of all of the sparrows.