Oh great... now here's my story... even though you all know about it..
I had gotten a five foot tall, two foot wide, mobile greenhouse with three metal mesh shelves, a zip-up vinyl covering and wheels for my birthday back in July of this year. I had moved all of the plants into this and put them out into the sun. This was much better for me because I had previously had them out front on the side of the brick planter and had to individually move them out into the sun every day, which became tiresome after more and more plants added to the collection. This way I could just roll them all out at once every morning. I didn't think about the fact that the whole greenhouse WITH THE PLANTS IN IT is only about 25 pounds (yet top-heavy, so I didn't try to pick it up myself to move it into the house if I needed to for any reason). And the wind wasn't very friendly, especially with the vinyl covering over it, zipped down, catching every bit of wind. You could see what was coming. Stupid me. Lo and behold, later on that day, I looked outside and didn't see it sitting where it was in the middle of the patio. I looked around and finally saw it, all the way FOOMED across the patio, knocked over, leaning at a weird agle against the screen of the porch, which is next to the patio. Every plant was flung out and almost every one uprooted and upside down on the ground, the soil and broken roots scattered throughout the litter of old leaves, raiwater and other organic what-have-you at the edge of the patio bordering the screen porch. My heart fell like a brick and I got to them and picked up the biggest ones first and plopped them back into their pots with the soil that was left around the roots that were left. Then I got to the smaller ones, the primuliflora (whose flower was snapped of), the cobra lily, the sundews, and others. I repotted them without adding soil, as not as much of their soil was gone. I misted off the dirt all over them and discarded the many snapped off traps, leaves and pitchers and put them back in the greenhouse and added the soil that was needed. I hoped they would recover and all. The VFTs got the real blow from the whole incident somehow. All of them did extremely bad afterwords, growing extremely slow and producing soon-dying leaves and tiny, deformed, barely-there traps. The others recovered. Well, most of them at least. The ping, the cobra and a couple others died. The VFTs lived, but even up to this day aren't the same. They aren't doing much better than they did in July at all. Looking at these VFTs right now, it's impossible to believe that last year they were booming with growth and one and a fourth-inch traps that actually lasted LONGER than half a day. Now I'm paranoid and no matter where the greenhouse is, in the sun or under the overhand at night, it is hemmed in and kept in one absolute spot by two wooden workhorses, one on each side. And all because of a little gust of wind that sent the greenhouse zooming across the patio... STUPID WIND!!