This little dogwood is about nineteen years old, and just about six feet tall. A couple years after the boys and I planted it, Coco, our Lab puppy chewed it up, and almost killed it. I let it alone, trimming what I needed to, and it came back. Then a few years later, in 2002 a limb fell out of our oak tree, and smashed it to the ground. It is back, and blooms almost every year. I like seeing it from my window as it is one of the few trees that change color here in the fall.