Before I started adopting feral cats, I domesticated some feral turkeys that wander the hills around our property. That is where my avatar comes from (I am not anti-bird). Then friends gave me a kitten. Since I had already taught the turkeys that our yard was a sanctuary, and dozens were nesting there, I had to teach my cat that turkey chicks were off-limits. Whenever it started showing any signs of unhealthy interest in the chicks, I would pick it up, stroke it, and gently tell it that this was a no-no. The cat got the message. Everything else, especially bunnies, was fair game but he never bothered the turkeys. It even got to the point where they used to pick on him because they knew he wouldn't fight back. I'm sure some will not believe this, but that cat never touched a turkey chick. There were dozens wandering around the yard most of the time. Since the cat never bothered them, they never saw him as a threat, and they used to go up to him and check him out. Like all young creatures, the chicks were curious. My cat would put up with it until he couldn't stand it any more, and then run away. After my cat died, I stopped feeding the turkeys and they gradually stopped coming around. Needless to say, there are none in the area now. My cat Boots was truly special but I certainly wouldn't trust the new cats with anything small and alive.