Can you stand this tale of distress and horror?
I entered my bathroom and discovered that the cat-friendly plant that had been watering there had suddenly been overcome by suicidal thoughts. The death scene was dreadful. I have no forensic training, but to leap from the sink top and then fling oneself rolling the length, the breadth, the depth of the room (and apparently circling the toilet at least once) shows such determined despair it brought tears to my eyes. Especially when you think how few muscles plants have.
Judging by the paw prints, one (at least) of my fur-babies attemped a Heimlich maneuver, and probably other lifesaving attempts. They didn't work. Fortunately, my cats are phlegmatic: although the attempts at life-saving didn't work, they chose to bravely go on with their own agendas without being sucked into the morass of despair that overcame the houseplant.
It's amazing. I had NO IDEA that the plant was depressed. Life is uncertain. Go home and hug your fur-babies (and plants, if you want to).
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