For whatever reason, some of my online friends have decided that there’s something really funny about Tweety, the Looney Tunes canary. There’s something about his (yes, Tweety is a boy) ubiquity and presumed innocence make him a prime target for smirk-inducing suspicions of Evil.
Almost three years ago, I sent my friend Jane a Tweety pez dispenser as a gag gift. She finally got around to returning the favor. Today in the mail, I received a Tweety pin. It wasn’t in my hands long, however, because as soon as Nora saw it, she insisted on having and wearing it. She wore it to daycare today.