Today we had a very serious violation of our feline birding policy: As you can see below, Sly caught a female Goldfinch - and after I went to all the trouble of writing this poem as a mnemonic device even a walnut-sized cat brain* can remember:
Feathers blue? Don't pursue! Feathers green? Flee that scene! Feathers red? Don't make dead! Feathers black? Put claws back! Feathers yellow? Spare that fellow! Feathers brown? Scarf him down!
*no offense