This is an affectionate name, along with many others such as No, Stoppit, Tasmanian Devil and a few other words that this author cannot write! But now my foster ‘rents have totally been cast under my spell so they’ve called me Garth. I do still get a mixture of these names though, especially when I see mass serial killers out on MY dog walking routes. There’s so many of them here. I tell them all “touch my Mum and I will have you” all humans are suspicious. Until they give me treats. No serial killers carry them you know!
Anyway, long story short, my fosterers have once again failed miserably at fostering and have joined a club. So now I am an adopted Tasmanian Devil. Sent here to wreak havoc on humanity and loving every second of my new life.
Thank you Mummy Why Are You In The Toilet and Daddy Where Is My Dinner and Warm Lap.
Love Garth aka Manu X