It already had been a terrible day for cat Sylvester but it could be worse. With each step he did his empty stomach rumbled harder.
He looked at the bakery inside but saw to his horror just an empty shop window.
“Oh no, that one is empty”, said Sylvester.
Disappointed he walked to the next shop window. That was the one of the greengrocer but he didn’t have anything anymore.
“Nobody as something left for a poor hungry cat like me”, wailed Sylvester.
Hopeful he looked into the trash cans but those too were completely empty. Then he looked to the other side of the street and his eyes began to glister. Quickly he ran to the building which turned out an automat to be.
“I might not have any money but maybe I can make my hunger go away with leftovers”, said the cat.
At the door he found 50 dollar cents.
“Now it is my time for luck”, Sylvester said deliriously happy.
He picked up the money and went into the automat.
“Let’s see. What a delicious things are there”, the cat said licking his lips.
Suddenly the hungry cat became very hungry. He even began to drool of it. In one of the boxes sat a yellow canary named Tweety. Above the box read Tweety snack.
“Now my choice as been made and soon my hunger is gone”, said Sylvester.
He put the money in the coin slit and wanted to open the box. But Tweety also had seen the cat and made up his own plan. Right at the moment when Sylvester opened the box Tweety flew outside and he pushed the box shut.
“Au, that hurts”, he yelled out loud.
“I tawt I taw a puddy tat!”, said Tweety.
He flew around happily. Each time when Sylvester tried to get him Tweety flew away. But due to his stuck paw Sylvester yelled it out.
“Puddycat, I see you at home”, said Tweety.
“HELP!!!!!!!!!!”, Sylvester yelled desperate.
This had success because more people came into the automat.
“Oh that poor cat is stuck. We must help him”, said a woman.
But how the people helped him, Sylvester remained stuck with his paw. By the yelling the police and the fire department came to visit too.
“That paw cat is stuck with his paw”, said a man.
“Then we shall free him”, said the fireman.
With a big push the door came loose and Sylvester was free.
“You must go to the vet at once”, said the police man.
Sylvester got a free ride with the police car to the vet.
“This cat has had an accident with a snack box in an automat. His paw is broken”, said the policeman.
The vet examined the paw and said then, “I will set the paw in plaster.”
After the treatment Sylvester got delivered at home nicely.
“Now don’t do no stupid things anymore in the automat”, Sylvester got to hear yet.
He got out and walked to the house where he lived.
Once inside Sylvester saw Tweety sitting in his cage and got to hear, :“Ah poor puddycat.”
The following moment the canary began to laugh hard.
“Ah, there you are finally. Sylvester, what have you done this time again?”, his mistress asked amazed.
“That is a long and awful story”, answered the cat.
“Just come on. You have deserved some food”, said the mistress.
Sylvester walked along and got a delicious meal. He had learned his lesson concerning food in the automat and would never come there ever again.