I figured it could still get plenty of nutrients from the soil here, and use the tree as a support.
However... I didn't protect it. I left for our Saturday night Easter service, and when I got back, it looked like this:
I thought it might have been a squirrel at first, until my Death Eater of a dog went straight to the spot and started digging. Every single time I took her out that evening. I assume when my dad let her out while my parents were watching the kids, she took it down the first time. What a jerk, right?
Anyway, it's gone. I tried replanting the part in my hand there, but she tore it up the next time she went out.
The only other update I have is that since I put the extra water in the vase with the hydro polymer pearls, it has grown a decent amount. I might still have a survivor!
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