It LOVES heat and humidity. I leave it on the balcony during the summer and it grows like a weed. It can also handle some degree of neglect. I’ve forgotten to water it for a few weeks at a time and it still keeps growing.
I’d gotten this plant in the summer of 2006 from a co-worker; a cutting with just one leaf. I put the little cutting in the west window – and it grew, and grew and kept growing. Today, that same little cutting is in a 14 inch pot and it needs an upgrade to a 16 pot, which it’ll have just as soon as I find a suitable, and easily movable, pot.
But I’m gushing about my plant for a different reason. At various times throughout the year, there’ll be flowersprays blooming at the bottom of the plant (there are pictures below). There’s no specific time of the year it blooms, it just does and when it does, there’s never more than two or three sprays at a time.
Last week we had some blast-furnace level heat. I stepped outside to make sure the plant had enough water and I saw two new flowersprays. When I looked closer, there was more than two – there were 16 new flowersprays! My plant has never had that many at one time, it’s nothing short of extraordinary.
A conventional 10th anniversary gift is diamond jewelry, but I’m loving the unconventional, and very beautiful, gift of pink waxy flowersprays.
The other thing about this dog is that it’s aggressive. When a person walks by, it pulls on its leash, front feet are off the ground, pawing the air, trying to get at the person walking by. I’ve watched people look at the dog, then cross the street to get away from it. You should know there is NO fencing around this duplex – the only thing holding this dog at bay is the leash. And there’s no beware of dog sign anywhere.
It’s uncomfortable to look at and I’ve not said a thing to anyone – until last week.
The dog was outside by itself again and there was a man in a motorized wheelchair who crossed the street with the intention to go past this duplex. When he got to the corner, he hesitated – the dog was on his hind legs and barking up a storm. After a solid 30 seconds of barking, one of the owners finally came out. She grabbed the dog’s collar with both hands and pulled it inside, all the while the dog was looking back at the man. When she got the animal in the door, only then did he go by the house.
What if the dog had gotten loose? I would’ve called 911, yes, but I hate to think of what could’ve happened.
Seeing that incident made me realize I needed to report this to the city, which I did the next day. I told them about the barking and the aggressive behavior. I was told the city would send a letter to the owners about the barking; I got a reference number and was told if anything else happened, call it in and someone from animal control would pay them a visit.
Unfortunately, something else happened – the same aggressive behavior towards passersby once last night and twice tonight.
I do love animals, I really do, but this can’t continue. This isn’t about me hating the barking at all hours, this is about the safety of everyone in the neighborhood – the parents with small children, the people going for a leisurely stroll, the guy in the motorized wheelchair.
I may hate being a snitch, but I don’t want to risk someone potentially getting hurt.