Remember your first trip outside? I think it was May 31st. We put you on a green leash and took you to the front yard. Alyssa took pictures of me and you. I was scared for some reason. I wanted you to be comfortable. But I knew you weren’t. You hid behind a thing of wood, but gave me that ‘I love you’ look. I stared at you for about half an hour before pulling you out. We lay in the grass, and you made me so happy. I tried to call you Beasty Boy, but the name didn’t really stick. You were just Garfield. Well, then I started calling you Garf. But that wasnt till a little later.