This fuzzy friend of mine has been known to attend marches supporting Gnomish rights of all kinds and protecting the garden around him with a renaissance tin whistle! I can't help but smile just thinking about his great big heart. He is, without a doubt, one of the gnicest souls I know. Wherever there is work to be done for a good cause, there he is... whistling one of his tuneful diddies. Gno doubt there is a lot of work to be done in this garden, but with a cheerful dedicated soul like this one, the garden is filled with more magic already.