I'm very sad for my cactus. The more I think about it, the more horrific it seems.
Here is a pretty good explanation of the process. Still, little Frankencactus is in my house now and one of the family. Its pot is still sitting in the bromilead pot-the cactus dish I snagged from the side of Mom's house (I think she snagged it from my house in Dallas) is upended over the pepper plant.
I suppose we are all bits and pieces of everyone we've met-some just moreso than others. Happy Cactus Monday Cactuteers!