Early last Spring, I inherited an oncidium of some kind that was unsightly but I never had the nerve to get rid of it. As my collection grew and I ran out of room, I took it in the house and put it on the bar, forgetting about it. My thought was that the neglect would put it out of it's ugly misery and make it easier for me to get it one step closer to the garbage bin. All the neglect (lack of light, wasn't watered in over 2 weeks) encouraged 2 thick, huge spikes that seemed to appear from nowhere with the most outrageous, goregeous blooms. All the care I had given it previously, produced nothing.
I then put it back on the patio table where Lilly, the cat snacked on and shredded every single leaf.
P.S. I let Lilly live
