Meet “Garkie”.   Garkie was born after Miles was told he couldn’t have an animal.

Miles feeds him every morning and puts him down for a nap before he leaves for school.  He expects me to check in on Garkie while he’s away, and checks up to make sure I did my job according to his [detailed]  instructions.

I was in huge trouble today when Miles got home to discover Garkie had been demolished by his naughty little brother.  I dropped the ball, and I heard all about it this afternoon.

RIP, Garkie (8/21/11- 8/25/11)