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Tweety and a little mouse are in cages at a pet shop, right in the front window. Sylvester is just outside the window and is licking his chops. Obviously, he has to figure out how to get these "meals."

Right from the first gag, in which the cat throws a brick at the window, is spotted by a cop and races to stop the brick before it hits the glass, this has a lot of the usual hilarious scenes.

Tweety is "sold" and delivered to Granny's house where the real fun now occurs, as Sylvester follows the truck and is in for the shock of his life.

In this Tweety episode, instead of Granny owning one big bulldog, she has an entire backyard full of them! What a shock when Sylvester discovers this! There are some fantastic scenes involving Sylvester and all those dogs as he has to get by all of them to get to Tweety. The bit with Sylvester on stilts was extremely clever.

Sylvester never gets a break in this cartoon. The repeated attempts are so clever, and they should work if not for Tweety's quick thinking and unforgiving nature.

Another winner from Fritz Freleng.

Sylvester cat is adamant about catching and eating Tweety Bird, but there's a catch Tweety has been bought by Granny who has countless vicious bulldogs in her fenced yard. The usual hijinx ensue. This is good only because of Sylevester as I detest that everything about that damned speech impediment singing Tweety bird and the Granny. This animated short can be seen on Disc 3 of the Looney Tunes Golden Collection Volume 2 and also features an optional commentary by Greg Ford that is infinitely better than the actual cartoon that it comments on. I'm really getting tired of having to review Tweety cartoons.

My Grade: C

This is one among several of Tweety and Sylvester (or Sylvester and Tweety) cartoons I remember watching and enjoying as a kid growing up in the '70s watching either on weekday afternoons after school or on Saturday mornings. In this one, the cat is pursuing the bird at first a pet shop, then in the house of Granny after she buys Tweety. But, first, Sylvester has to deal with a yard full of bulldogs! Director Friz Freleng fills the narrative with lots of sure-fire gags involving the cat's encounters with those bulldogs that just won't let him be! This is one of the funniest ones that I just rewatched on a Scandanavian Airlines flight recently. So, yes, that's a high recommendation of Ain't She Tweet.

Ain't She Tweet is a delightful cartoon and among the best of the Sylvester/Tweety series(which I do enjoy on the most part). Those who likes the series will find plenty to love, and Ain't She Tweet is also a Sylvester/Tweety cartoons that even non-Tweety fans will enjoy. The animation is bright and colourful with lots of fluid movement and you do have to love how Sylvester's facial expressions are animated. All the characters look fine though. The music with the lush and characterful orchestration and very driven rhythms is great and enhances the action wonderfully. The dialogue is nearly always witty and amusing but it's in the visual gags where the funniest stuff is, the entire stuff with the rocket and Sylvester-on-stilts are hilarious as is all the parts and interactions between Sylvester and the funny and very brutal bull-dogs. But I do completely agree about Sylvester making his way to the front door, thinking his plan working, and finding the bull-dogs inside. That is a masterclass in how to make something potentially predictable actually unexpected, okay you kind of know the outcome but the build-up and the execution of this scene, with some great suspense and some fun animation for Sylvester, ensures that the scene manages to surprise us. The story is crisply paced and is not repetitive, sure it is basically Sylvester thinking of ways to get to Tweety without getting attacked by bull-dogs but the ways he uses are actually very clever and don't repeat themselves. The characters are great, Tweety doesn't have much to do but he is not an annoyance and while not as anarchic as Bob Clampett made him he's not too cutesy. Granny has even less to do but she's hardly pointless. But the stars of the show are the bull-dogs and especially Sylvester. The dogs are funny and brutal, while Sylvester is one of those characters who provides the laughs brilliantly when the material is strong(like it is here) yet you do feel a fair amount of pity for him. Mel Blanc is spot-on as usual as well as remarkably consistent and Bea Benaderet is good despite having little. The only thing that isn't so good is Tweety's lame and unfunny final line, Ain't She Tweet on the whole though is delightful, not just for Sylvester and Tweety but generally as well. 9/10 Bethany Cox