“I dotta tink of a way to get that putty offa me.”
At a national park, Syvlester is ecstatic to find there are plenty of birds here. (Despite the game warden telling him not to do what he’s thinking about.) He finds a nest that’s empty, save for an egg (we never find out about the mother.) He decides to hatch it and eat the contents.
While he keeps it warm, Tweety is born. (Yesth, Tweety. I am your fathsther.) He pokes the putty tat with a pin to get him off, and proceeds to hide in a tree. Sylvester uses a bike pump to pump him out, but gets a firecracker and then Tweety saws off the limb he’s standing on. After a brief song, Tweety is having his picture taken. (Stupid people. He’s a canary, hes not rare) one gets really close and of course it turns out to be Sylvester, who grabs him in his mouth. Only now does the ranger finally appear to save Tweety.
The chase continues into old faithful where Sylvester changes the clock so it won’t erupt. (Is that the right word for a geyser?) Tweety changes the time back, and he gets drenched. Tweety hops on a log and floats down the river with Sylvester following in a boat. He accidentally goes over the falls and Tweety turns off the water, just as he rows back up.
Personal Rating: 3