Ya'll know what I hate? Stinging nettles. They were taking over the south side of our run, and I had to do something. My dad won't buy any sprays so I tore them all out by hand. I did not get stung though, thanks to my three layers of clothing and leather gloves with cleaning gloves over them. I've gotten stung so many times though, and I have really bad reactions to them. So how come every time I'm trying to catch a chicken they decide to go hide in the stinging nettles?!?!?!, because nature hates me, that's why. And this concludes my rant on the stupidest, most useless, troublesome, and resentful plant I have ever known.
Even my new roo took treats from her, which surprised me because usually he's kinda skittish. Cookie seems to think there's stranger-danger still............ 
