Herbie recently met a new nemesis: the cats. apparently, cats love eating spider plants. they were fairly sneaky about their feeding, too, until i noticed that he had been shorn. we eventually put him in the sewing room, and he started growing again. and then we moved, and there wasn't any good place to put him for awhile, so we put him in the top of the laundry closet. i know, not terribly good, as there's no light, but at least we could keep the cats out. except we, erhm, forgot to explain to a certain member of our happy little household that Herbie wasn't cat food, and the laundry closet didn't get closed, because said person thought the cats were supposed to eat the plant. whooops. so Herbie got transplated to my room, where he probably still doesn't get enough light, but at least i can keep my door closed during the day and i can keep the cats away from him when i'm home.
tonight, i noticed that he's got new growth to him again. i am please. he's the amazing resilient plant, much like his owner.