Galadriel, ever the responsible parent, (sort of), modelled this behaviour to her offspring by using the flowerless pot on our front porch.

Mandrake caught on first,

but Comma wasn’t far behind.

Coming home or walking out the front door, you could never be sure who'd be on guard in the little ceramic tower.
Unfortunately once the two brothers hit adolescence and their relationship with their Mum went to hell, we didn't see Galadriel using the pot much. Which was a shame. I used to love watching her watch over her two boys when they were young, and when I took the photo below, it seemed like they'd always be a tight little unit. But I guess that's nature's way, and at least Comma and Drake stayed close while they were still together.
