Un Gato Callejero Llamado Silvestre

Unable to fly south for the winter with those tiny widdle wings of his, a homeless and nearly frozen Tweety is seeking shelter and by pure coincidence Sylvester the Suckatasher opens up. Lucky for Tweet, good 'ole Granny comes into frame (accopanied by Mozart's minuet) and takes the little bird in. Hector the bulldog is also there, confined to bed by a broken leg from a previous cartoon. Sly Sylvester had been enjoying taking advantage of this, but finds his attention drawn to that scrawny yellow bird with the enormous cranium. Of course pussy did not realize birdie has some handy sticks of dynamite up his minuscule yellow sleeve for just such occasions.

Not wanting to be out done, Hector joins in the fight from his bedridden position, shooting plungers from a bow. He soon teams up with Tweety, who is actually only a slightly different shade of yellow than the dog. This becomes a bit distracting when the two of them are sharing the frame. Bussy Sylvester gets into a billy club bashing contest with Hector, as well as a knitting competition with Granny. Tweety once again proves to have the most evil thoughts (he obviously has the largest brain of the three), replacing the medicine with even fouler stuff. Let's hope all of them get what they deserve in the end.

7 out of 10