Tyke Is Turning Into A Cat?!🐶😬| Tom And Jerry😺| Cat & Mouse Cartoon | Classic Cartoon😁| ‪@cnindia‬

Okay, Spike. The moment of truth. Hey, congrats, boy! You got a clean bill of health! Welcome back to the world. What's this? Give me a hug, son. Hey, what gives? Told you to look after my boy, not make him forget me! You better make him remember, or else! Oh. Here, see if this will work. Remember that, son. Your first mailman. Your first stuffed cat. Oh, and look here! Your first shoe! You better be paid up on all your nine lives, cat! Where'd he go? When I find that cat, I'm gonna pound him! I'm only gonna pound him. You done good, cat. Great to have you back, son. What do you say we go bark at some cars? I'm sorry, but I think I've had enough excitement for one day. The ice cream cart. That'll calm him down. Time was running out for the detectives and the police were everywhere. For that hill is a surefire shortcut. Looks like they gave the coppers the slip. All units, we've located the cat, mouse, and goose. Get him, boys! A shortcut! Nice move, Tom. Only a quarter mile from the border. Don't worry, it's all downhill from here. The boys finally arrived at the border. However, their frozen package seems to have thawed out. This little setback wasn't going to stop Tom. The cat and mouse detectives are always prepared. A goose call. Take a gander at that. Today, makers of Say Cheese announced a recall of 50,000 calves due to tainted ingredients. If experiencing hallucinations after eating, you're about to be very sick. Did someone say magic? With that beaty, can't we? Know what it's like to be a mouse? Little Tommy, only the cat will set you free. But be careful, he's a handful. What? I'm your fairy dog, brother. Got a problem with it? I'm here to give advice, got it? And right now, I'm advising you, watch out for the broom. The way I see it, you got two choices. You can stay a mouse, but that ain't going so well, is it? You can finally understand the grief you caused these little mouses. Only then will you be your silly self again. So what's it gonna be? You can't magic yourself out of this, mouse. I'm warning you. Magic working, pal. A tix. Is there a doctor in the house? A fairy dog brother's work is never done. Not a doctor, but I know one on TV. Bot, bring this mouse to my office. Lickety split. Okay, what seems to be the problem? He doesn't want to be a mouse no more. Oh really, one of those mice. Have you learned your lesson? In that case... With my invention, I can effortlessly turn you into whatever you want. As long as it's a totally awesome four-legged shark, a somewhat useful duck-billed gerbil, or a lowly good-for-nothing house cat. Remember, mouse, magic ain't gonna do it. This ain't magic. It's science. Mouse wanting to be a cat? You disgust me. But thank you for donating your body to science. We appreciate your trust, especially since we've never done this before. Fresh from business affairs, it's all pretty standard. Just sign there, thank you. Kitty boy ever hear of a doorknob? So he has. Run for your lives! Your head's out of the sand, boys. We gotta find that ring. There it goes! Get it! Let me show you how it's done. Yannick, that's our ring. And our mouse. That void's making us look bad. Well, we tried. Hold on. Almost! There! Don't be such a cat. It's only water. Moby Dick! This is all your fault. We'll never get out of here. Hey, those guys managed to escape. Maybe we can too. Never mind them. Don't suppose you got any pepper? Okay, plan B. We die. It's him! The crustacean with the claws of steel! This might just work. Give it all you got, Krabs. We did it, boys! Mice! Oh, Boswell! What on earth? Well done, old boy. I'll go fetch the broom. My word. What's the meaning of this? Thomas! I see they've made a proper man of you. And just in time. You're needed in the dining room immediately. Boswell! You disgraced hunting hounds everywhere. Back to the kennel with you. Carry on, Thomas. We're most impressed. Doing! Told you so! Tom, I have never been more disappointed. I thought I could trust you. Looks like you've chosen to spend the weekend outside. You are a bad kitty. Hey, take it easy, cat. You don't look right. Get any ideas? Hey, guys! Over here! Food! Oh, where did it all come from? Who cares? I guess we were so hungry, we just imagined it was food. What's gotten into you all? We've only been gone for 20 minutes. You are a bad kitty, Tom. You have to earn my trust back. Oh, it's going to take more than a little chivalry. Hey, boys! Mugsy! Thought you went home. Mistaken identity. Turns out it was Pugsy's owners who came. Rumor has it people are looking for you. For the right price. Maybe I didn't see you. So, we doing this the easy way or the hard way? Your choice. Hey, now. Just relax. That cat's crazy. Where are you two going? Yeah, yeah. I missed you, too. I'll take that five bucks, please. Now, Tom, I've got some other packages on order for the house that may arrive today. Don't you dare touch any of them. Or else. Showed them to the batting cages. He mentioned that a mysterious puppy showed up around noon and had been hitting home runs ever since. But he didn't have much to say. Seemed like the only language he spoke was bubblegum. I see you also took an arrow in your derriere. Perhaps someone knows something over at our archery range. Excuse me, kind sir. These two gentlemen were wondering if you know anything about their recent accident involving a bow and arrow. A mere coincidence of chance and I can prove it. Hey, fellas. Does this arrow look like any of yours? Maybe yes, maybe no. Ain't sure. Maybe yes, no. I can't tell. Sure. There's only one way to find out. Okay, let's see here. Who has the blue aluminum with the carbon tip? Oh, that's me, Spike. I've got a copper shaft with a black feather. That's me, Spike. So that leaves this one, which is mine. Proving this one you came in with ain't one of ours. Batboy had one last lead. An alley cat named Butch who practically lived at the gym. Albeit in the dumpster. Not bad, huh? Very nice. Like I said, we'll keep you in mind. Oh, you won't be sorry. I promise. Where were we? Oh, yes. The boys grilled Butch about the suspicious arrow in Tom's butt and the one he was using to harpoon his dinner. Yeah, looks like one of mine, all right. But this is the last one I got. Somebody stole my archery gear this morning when I went to bring Tootie to the gym. Tom, don't you remember? You was right across the alley putting up them posters. I still says Tootie wouldn't have gone missing if Tootles let her come to the gym with me. Poor kitten. Couldn't care less about that beauty salon anyways. But cut her loose on a batting cage or an archery range and she could be at it all day. A natural athlete she is, I tell you. Yikes! In a sudden flash, Jerry pulled all of the pieces together. Now the P.I. team was really on a roll. They called Tootles and asked her to meet them at the gym. Jerry assured her that the mystery was as good as solved. Back in cage number five, the canine wonder was still batting a thousand. And if Jerry's hunch was correct, this pup's bark was worse than her meow. Tootie! Thank goodness you're safe. Gentlemen, our taxi has arrived. The driver of Droopy Sled had also been missing in action until he turned up injured in sickbay. Still no sign of the lead dog, though. So there I was, man. Minding my own business and all. Leading the race. Then wham! Everything went black. I never did see what whammed me upside the head.