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)