fuggler taps the glass window

My heavy eyes opened with a tiny pop. I blinked, and my little stubby arm actually wiggled when I thought about it! It felt chilly on the ledge, so I leaned back and tapped my hand against the cold glass behind me. *Tink!* The reflection stared right back with little teeth showing, perfectly still until I gave another little squishy bounce. Moving is real, and the glass is so delightfully cold.