OK, I really didn't need that much nostalgia this late at night. As I've stated in previous 80's/90's TV intros, nostalgia burns my brain and makes me realize I've remembered this stupid shit instead of the capitol of Peru.
This was one of the only children's shows my father enjoyed and watched with us. The other was Rocko's Modern Life. Everyone in my immediate family can still sing the "I Was Right Song"
I found the animation to be attractive, and the concept of animating children's fears while they sleep as a harmless fun playmate was novel. The writing on the show stunk though. I usually just admired clay animation with no visible fingerprints.