Meet my pets... in lieu of a goldfish, or a dog (until I get my own place, I've become nursemaid to a trio of plants.
Bobbsey opens up in the day and closes his leaves at night. He's pretty easy going. I get his soil a little damp, and he thrives and throws off new leaves and shoots.(He eats, shoots, and leaves.)
And then, we have this lovely lady, the Baroness Rosalind Von Pepperpot. She rounds them out.
I wanted an extremely ridiculously aristocratic name, something like the names we gave a happy pair of ducks that used to hang out by Grandma's. To that end, they were Monsieur and Madame Puddleduck and their Quacklets.
Baroness Pepperpot is not a huge diva, but she definitely could use a clean up!