New Flatmate

The first animate member in my otherwise lifeless house. Last night when I was carrying him (I don't know, but it looks like a masculine plant for me. Tall, lean. With a sombre touch to his calm disposition.) from the Subba Nursery and Seed Store I could feel how happy he was to go home with me. Every two minutes he was bending down to kiss on my neck. I have decided to call him Mr. Fitzgerald. I know what you must be thinking. But no, Groot would have been too unoriginal.