This is T-rexita. She came to live with me as a gift from my son. I got these succulents for her to wear and decided that she looked as if she were wearing a hat. I began to anthropomorphise her with various pocketbooks.
Her first St. Patric's Day.
I even loaned her one of my purses.
This pink plaid thing was my granddaughter's little journal. When she saw T-Rexita with it she was a bit perturbed.
By Halloween she was a full-on being living in my front yard.
She was pleased with her Christmas finery.
By Easter we had moved out here. Her Easter bonnet blew across the pasture and into the pond.
I think I shall dress her up again, now that we have the front yard fenced. We haven't seen the last of her!
