Mystery ?

Does anyone know what this is ?. It comes cheerily through the fence, each Spring from my neighbours garden. They don't know what it is either. I chop it back and again it returns : persistant eh!. Good bit of projection going on here you may want to, quite rightly exclaim.

I started the day well after a good sleep, but after not a lot of activity/ time : wash, breakfast, respond to Blippers, wee bit of ironing, I felt total shit, took a good slug of Morphine and retired with Chavo for a lie down. I'm not a lot better now : perhaps I'm expecting too much too fast eh?. Chavo enjoys this sort of routine : he curls up next to me and purrs------- very comforting. He's next to my feet now.
A rather cynical male pal said to me tother day : well the purpose we use pets for is only projection. I'm not sure of that. They are precious in themselves and very individual. What do you all think dears ??. I know this is a Hornets nest of a subject.