It is a cute little evergreen that we will enjoy for the holidays then move to the protected sunporch and in Spring will plant in the yard. I loved the idea of a living tree and the size was perfect.
Except there was a problem, Sachi seemed to think that the tree was a personal man pup marking station. The first time I walked past the corner on the floor where we had placed it and noticed a wet spot, I thought that Steve had just been a bit sloppy in watering. But the second time I looked up at WD's angry bark to see the Little Man lifting his leg on the cute little wooden ornaments.
"No!!!" I added to White Dog's shout.
White Dog, on my shoulder, growled "keep away" protection and YoYoMa moved to sit in front of me blocking access. Steve and I looked around the room and pondered just where a the little tree might have its best chance at living long enough to put down roots...