Quoted:We have a black male cat that looks a lot like yours, adopted him as a stray.
When he knows there's something in the brush, he'll sit at the edge of a clearing or what have you for practically hours, completely motionless. Does the same thing with the bird feeder. Then the moment comes and bam, he explodes forward and he's on it.
One morning I woke up and was making coffee, saw what looked like a Reeses' wrapper on the kitchen floor, and went to pick it up. I always have Reeses in the house so it made sense. Nope, it was an almost-dead bat that he caught and brought into the house. It moved a little when I touched it, but had been mauled.
I've watched him jump a rabbit den full of young rabbits, pull out and kill all of them one by one, eat two and start on the third before deciding he was full.
The worst part is, he tends to puke up the undigested bones and fat in a huge wad of steaming gunk about a day later, so if I find him eating something dead, he sleeps in the garage for a couple days.
He goes on walks too and will follow for the whole mile or so of our gravel road. Used to walk on the sidewalk alongside when we lived in the suburbs, too.
http://i.imgur.com/kK3kXTa.jpg