A Twiggle of the Twig

My eye fluttered open to a pink glow dancing across the wall! Then, oh, what was that? A little tickle right on my side. I gave a tiny wobble, and my brown stick arm actually lifted up! It rustled softly against a bright red cloth tucked beside me on the cushions. Wow, I can wiggle! I can feel the cozy fabric, and everything is wonderfully warm!