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Mike
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Date Posted: 06:49:53 03/20/10 Sat
In reply to:
Steve
's message, "Re: Brainstorming nutty stuff" on 17:50:32 03/19/10 Fri
My dad was a photographer in Los Angeles and did a lot of work for Popular Mechanics magazine, and through them knew a lot of folks. One of them told a good story about electric fences, et al...
Seems that this gentleman had a Shelby Cobra with the original mag wheels - wheels that are now pretty much pure unobtanium... and every time he took the Shelby out of the garage to take it to a local show one of the local dogs used to go out of his way to lift his leg on them. And the acid in the urine would discolor the wheels. So one day the gentleman decided that he had had enough... he parked the car on the well-watered lawn, with some small squares of plastic sheeting between the tires and the grass. And a fence charger connected to a stake in the ground and the car chassis. Dog comes up, lifts leg, starts to squirt, and jumps higher than the car and comes down running... never to be seen again.
>Okay now from the other view point as I said earlier,
>I grew up in town. As a teen driving across the
>plains I had to stop on the side of the road to
>urinate. I was very polite in that, I went behind
>some bushes for cover and there found a a fence post.
>I did not realize the meaning of the things the wire
>ran through on the fence post. All I knew it was a
>fence post. Now those of you fellas that remember
>your teen years a dry post when you gotta go is a
>thing to be covered as fully as possible. I was
>surprised you might even say shocked when I felt like
>I had been kicked in my groin area, needless to say I
>got more than the fence post wet. Later while telling
>this story to a friend in the Army while we were on
>bivouac after he got through laughing he explained
>about electric cow fences.
>>Damn you dotB,
>>
>>You just reminded me of an incident I witnessed a few
>>years back. I grew up in the city, but spent many
>>summer holidays on working sheep farms. About six
>>years back I shifted house to a spare cottage on a
>>farm to get away from the city. This farm ran sheep
>>and cattle. One cheap way to keep the cattle from
>>knocking over the old fences was to string a single
>>strand of electric fence along the top of the fence.
>>The fence just in front of the house I rented was like
>>this, as between the house and the road was a four
>>hundred metre deep paddock, giving me a long front
>>driveway.
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