Plot
Tom joins his owner on a hunting safari in Kenya. Jerry has hidden himself in the Clint's luggage, and Tom quickly sees him and attempts to get rid of him. His attempts fail, with the added complication that the owner (who does not see Jerry) sees the attempts as bumbling around by Tom. Tom sees Jerry climbing up the behind of an African Bush Elephant and attempts to shoot him, but he falls on the ground and gets stuck in a tree with his nose plopped inside one of the Clint's guns. Tom ends up falling onto the african elephant. Clint Clobber twists the gun around him and shoots it, leaving Tom deaf, Tom cleans his ears to hear the rainforest noises (mostly kookaburas). Jerry gets into Tom's way, Tom attempts to get Jerry, in which he is near the guns. As Tom swifted at Jerry, Clint Clobber turns to him and yells, "DON'T TOUCH MY GUNS!". Tom, frightened, jumps down on the belt of the elephant. Jerry starts unbuckling the belt. Clint Clobber, singing a happy melody (Abb-ah-doo... Tata Ta Ta Ta Da... Dee Doo...) falls down onto the grass. Tom walks up to the red seat, In which Clint Clobber covers Tom with it. Before they reunite with their elephant, they spot a Gazelle and Zebra running from a ferocious Lion. The lion mauled Clint Clobber, as a result, Tom get clobbered. Clint and Tom are spotted by a Black Rhinoceros with a horn, they get charged, then all three of them get tied on a stick by the Clint's elephant a Giraffe and a triumphed Jerry, who smiles and waves goodbye.
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