More Andy Clyde nonsense, a short comedy about a milquetoast clerk making efforts to successfully make a speech about a home for abandoned cats. But he shows up at the wrong banquet, more one for rambunctious shriners than do-gooder society matron, and this leads to some truly ridiculous situations starting with Andy holding up a huge pane of glass and being attacked by a dog and ending up with him completely schnockered and making no sense in the speech he gives.
I love the free spirit of this one, compared to the situations of the absurd of the dozen or so Clyde shorts I've seen. Even with its ridiculous elements, I could see a situation like this happening by accident, and when he ultimately ends up in the right banquet room, it's a delightful twist. So sometimes nonsense works, and in this case, there's more to this fur ball than meets the cat's eye.
I love the free spirit of this one, compared to the situations of the absurd of the dozen or so Clyde shorts I've seen. Even with its ridiculous elements, I could see a situation like this happening by accident, and when he ultimately ends up in the right banquet room, it's a delightful twist. So sometimes nonsense works, and in this case, there's more to this fur ball than meets the cat's eye.
