Freckles and the Ficus

Deb:

I am lacking in the ability to keep plants alive inside my house. I don’t know if it is the north/south exposure of the windows, or if the fact that I forget to water them plays a part in this deficiency of mine. After a number of years of purchasing live plants and then dumping their dried remains a few months later, I have given up on live plants. I believe God knew what he was doing when he invented silk plants for people like me. I have purchased them for almost every room and am trying to figure out how I could use them in my outside garden!

I purchased two lovely ficus trees of different sizes for the living room a while back. You'd never know that they weren't real. They came in lovely wicker baskets. Knowing what Freckles likes to do with wicker, I also purchased some large ceramic planters to protect the wicker from her sharp little teeth. Dried moss glued to the base of the tree would become a target for her as well, so I replaced the moss with timothy hay! That way, when she nibbled on it (as I knew she surely would), I wouldn’t have to worry about her getting sick.

As Freckles hopped away from her Crispy Chew to the other side of the room, she seemed to notice one of the trees for the very first time.