This is not the first time, but again Dan and I agreed that we would be in a world of hurt without John (Deere), our little tractor. Due to all the rain the stalk of the what I call the Victoria agave but is not, got top heavy and fell, taking the dead plant with it. We tried to lift the whole assembly but there was no way we could budge it. John to the rescue and it was a piece of cake to take the plant and stalk back to the desert.
In the way of agaves, it had left a pup at the base that we were able to save and plant in the hole. Here it is, drip irrigated and heavily fortified against marauding javelinas. There was a tiny sprout too that I planted and took inside to the kitchen window. I hope it takes.