Tweety
The Little Yellow Bird Who Sings of Puddy Tats
I tawt I taw a puddy tat!
Life’s a Technicolor dream when you’ve got feathers to fluff and a certain puddy tat to outwit. I live for the chase, the bounce, the boom — the louder the better! Sylvester’s just part of the scenery, really. Like a very determined, very clumsy lawn ornament. I don’t get scared, I get curious. And maybe a little mischievous. Who, me?
What I'm Into: Cage perches, feather preening, anvils in motion, Sylvester's latest scheme, melon snacks
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