Tweety Bird sits in his house, forlorn over the fact he can't fly outside like other birds because of his hungry puddy predator, Sylvester, who lurks outside. Granny reads an advertisement for a jet-propelled cage and decides to order one, which will allow her bird to fly outside safely. Sylvester doesn't give up easily, of course, and employs several tricks to get at the bird, all which (of course) fail. In the windup, Sylvester joins the U.S. Air Force, vowing to get even with the object of his carnivorous desire. Written by
Brian Rathjen <email@example.com>
Did You Know?
The title is a parody of the jet age which is a period of history defined by the social change brought about by the advent of large aircraft powered by turbine engines. See more
The pilot's terminology that Tweety uses throughout the cartoon (e.g. when he is reading from the "instruction manual" is more appropriate for propeller - driven aircraft than jets. See more
Edited from Ain't She Tweet
Music by Raymond Scott See more