Thought I would plant some hops at my dad's house. I didn't really know what I was going to do for a trellis, then the neighbor said they wanted to cut down an ugly tree on our property line. I thought it was an awesome idea because I wouldn't have to go buy lumber. My dad was pissed because they were chopping his tree down. I told Dad my plans and I asked the neighbor to save me some of the straight tree branches.
The next day we planted the poles in the same spot the tree used to be. We didn't ask the neighbors what they thought.
It's been pretty cold outside and the hops were doing fine in a pot, so I let them go for longer than I had hoped.
Finally got the hops in the ground on Saturday.
Yesterday I went down to see how the plants were doing. F%$#ing paw prints all over, rhizomes laying all over, stems were all snapped off. Karma is a bitch. It was our dog that did it too.
So I fixed it up as much as I could.
It was windy as hell last night so I'm afraid to see what it looks like now. Between the thunderstorms and the dog, my hops don't stand a chance.