We’ve all been there. You know, those moments when you catch your pet giving you “the look.” The one that makes you question if they actually understand English and are silently judging your life choices.
Well, recently, I’ve started getting that same feeling from an entirely different source: my houseplant, Herbert.
Caught Red-Handed: Herbert and My Shameful Google Search History
It all started innocently enough. I was researching the best way to revive a wilting peace lily (don’t judge, plant parenthood is hard!). After an hour of falling down a rabbit hole of plant care forums, I glanced up to see Herbert’s leaves subtly turned towards me.
