So do I. Well, at least I used to in Fort Lauderdale. I would go out into my vast gardens every night around midnight with a flashlight. I would inspect every plant for bugs, fungus, etc. (felt like a CSI). I would talk nicely to the plants and ones that didn't look so good I would scold and tell them if they didn't perk up soon then it was into the compost bin for them!
I would spray hormones on them, force feed them, even supplied them with bat guano. When I would find aphids, I would order 2000 lady buds from Planet Natural and release them to chomp away. I also sprayed everything with Garlic Guard and Plant Soap made from seaweed. (I hate chemicals and so do our pets, and I like to be kind to the environment) It was also not unusual for me to leave the outside stereo on for them during the day (classical, of course). They all rewarded me with thriving and looking absolutely gorgeous. I'll locate some pics and post them. I once had tomato plants (beefsteak) that I took the seeds from a salad when my grandfather had brought tomatoes back from New Jersey. The plants, three of them grew to be 14 feet tall. I had to keep building scaffolding to support them. I had a bounty of over 300 tomatoes from those 3 plants. The neighbors loved getting gifts from our garden.
Stephen