"Dave Balderstone" wrote in message
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Here is the absitively, posilutely TRUE story of "Dave, the Pigs and
the Electric Fence" (tm) and (c)

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When I was in my early 20's (just about exactly 25 years ago) we had a
small hobby farm. We decided to buy 6 weaner piglets and raise them for
meat. The advice we had was to use an electric fence, so we bought the
charger unit, and a bunch of wire, posts and insulators, and set up a
nice pen in a muddy, but densely overgrown pasture that had been laying
fallow for a couple of years. Perfect for pigs .

snip of hilarious story

ROTFLMAO!!!

Can only be truly appreciated by someone who has been *associated* with
pigs.

Don't have anything this personal, but . . . the fence we used around the
pig pen was a single strand about 1' off the ground, just high enough a pig
couldn't step over it, and low enough they couldn't crawl under it. However,
Uncle told of one old sow he had that liked to go visit the neighbors, and
found a low spot in the "swale" where the spring seep drained off down
through the pasture. You could always tell when she went visiting, because
you could hear her squeal every time the fencer "hit" her while she crawled
under the wire, and could tell the same way when she came home.

One year when we were trimming under the fence with a scythe, I found the
skeleton of either a raccoon or o'possum that apparently got bitten by the
fence and bit back. The skeleton still had it's jaws around the wire.

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Nahmie
The law of intelligent tinkering: save all the parts.