Cat ate half my clone!!

Rebs4220

Rebs4220

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hey everyone so a week ago i picked up a clone from the club, its a indica strain named "big bud"
and come to find out this morning that my brothers cat had eaten half my clone the whole top is gone!! all i got now is half the plant with just 5 or 6 side shoots or side branches heres a pic of what she looked like before.

and help would be great, im having faith she'll pull thru thanks!

 
Rebs4220

Rebs4220

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Merlin34 said:
All the cat did was top it for you. If you have side branches you'll just get an extra bushy indica. Happy growing. Oh and keep the dang cat away from it!

Sent from Northern Colorado.
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Thanks man, i hope she recovers cause i dont even have none of those big fan leaves you see in the pic just few medium ones :/
 
knifethrower

knifethrower

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Nice pick but, a better pick would one showing that poor baby after the snack attack so we can see the extent of the damage.
 
Rebs4220

Rebs4220

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knifethrower said:
Nice pick but, a better pick would one showing that poor baby after the snack attack so we can see the extent of the damage.
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ya you got a point, so heres a pic AFTER the stupid cat ate it, im hoping she pulls thru got alot of faith her leaves are now just perking back up from watering too been a week since i last watered.


 
Bricksquad2625

Bricksquad2625

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mmjmon said:
Uh... You sure your brother didn't break it off to clone? Maybe he just blamed his cat...:o
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What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany's at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier; it's priceless. As I'm taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It's her father's business. She's Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico but I go to Canada. I don't trust her. Besides, I love the cold. Thirty years later I get a postcard. I have a son. And he's the Chief of Police. This is where the story gets interesting: I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She's been waiting for me all these years. She's never taken another lover. I don't care. I don't show up. I go to Berlin. That's where I stashed the chandelier.
 
knifethrower

knifethrower

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Ouch!:weed:
She'll be fine. Trim off that part of the stem that the cat has chewed (bad bacteria:spew:) and feed lightly 'till she bounces back. And above all... Clear that bong and exhale slowly.bongsmilie
 
mmjmon

mmjmon

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Bricksquad2625 said:
What is my perfect crime? I break into Tiffany's at midnight. Do I go for the vault? No. I go for the chandelier; it's priceless. As I'm taking it down, a woman catches me. She tells me to stop. It's her father's business. She's Tiffany. I say no. We make love all night. In the morning the cops come and I escape in one of their uniforms. I tell her to meet me in Mexico but I go to Canada. I don't trust her. Besides, I love the cold. Thirty years later I get a postcard. I have a son. And he's the Chief of Police. This is where the story gets interesting: I tell Tiffany to meet me in Paris by the Trocadero. She's been waiting for me all these years. She's never taken another lover. I don't care. I don't show up. I go to Berlin. That's where I stashed the chandelier.
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Wow. You should start a new thread where we can all put down our perfect crimes.
 
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