Redhawk Caldera Why not bang a few gongs before the lights go out?

A toe(hee) poked him in the face, which made Fidget sneeze. A lil' boog was hanging out, and a freshly cleaned front paw swiped at it a few times to clean his nose. This, of course, meant that he had something new to put in his mouth, which he promptly did. It was salty, squishy, but not terribly bad. Yum, boogers! Fidget was getting really good at cleaning himself up. Once again, he moved forward, this time attempting to crawl over his sister.