Harvey and the Collection of Impossible Things

Harvey and the Collection of Impossible Things — page 9
I don’t know any sparrows personally but I like them Most city cats hunt and eat sparrows but not me Who would want to chew through all those feathers I’m so hungry today that I guess I wouldn’t mind but I’m never going to eat a sparrow Even if they tasted like bacon I wouldn’t eat one Not when they’ve always been so friendly My brother who certainly does eat sparrows when he can’t find other food once said to me Harvey you’re not a real city cat You’re just a cat who’s hungry most of the time and has no safe place of his own It wasn’t very nice but it’s true Still at least I’m not like the sad poor creatures who live indoors They sleep on beds and eat from delicate dishes Yes they are safe and always have food But they can only dream about life under the sky I do not dream that dream because the sky and I share a life I don’t mind working hard to catch food and safety if it means I can live under the sky But the sky like the city demands that you catch a third thing You can’t live out here without catching luck With out it you won’t live at all 8