About a year ago, Bob and I bought a little beavertail cactus in Borrego Springs, that we named Jerry. We had fallen in love with this species and their gorgeous fuchsia blossoms. Jerry has traveled with us for the past year, enduring cold and rainy times, days locked up in the 5th wheel, and even a week in the truck bed while we were on our sailing adventure. At times we wondered if the little guy would survive all the climates and change that we put him through.
Not only did Jerry survive, but about a month ago, he started sprouting a new arm! Then another little bud started near his base. These two buds were growing daily.
When we drove down to So Padre Island, we left Jer on our picnic table in the sun. We felt he would be safe there, but when we returned, we found that someone had been nibbling on his new appendages. I was heartsick. Poor Jerry! All of his growth energy is now being directed to healing, so the buds have stopped growing.
Bob and I felt very bad for the little guy, but he seems to be OK. Next week we’ll be in his hometown of Borrego for a few days and we hope that gives him renewed strength. And we hope to again see some large stands of blooming beavertail cactus.
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