E. fencing isn't that bad. Geez I have no idea how many times I've been shocked. 6-10 times to pet one horse in a field.

I got my crotch zapped on my aunts sheep farm as I was climbing over the fence, I slipped & fell on the top log where the e. wire was... lets just say ouch & my little cusans thought it was the funniest thing watching me, their older cuz, getting zapped down there & move SOOOOO quickly to get off the fence...

I'm such a slow person, never rush anything, but getting zapped down there causes u to have super powers in movement.

When I had Max he was NEVER EVER tied up. We lived beside a busy HWY inside of a town (with pop. its a city, but its still called a town when they claim to only have 9k pop.)

Max never chased anything he didn't have permission to chase or he never left his property (which was the neighbours yard too). The backyard wasn't fenced in, he would lay in the front yard while we sat on the steps & he would watch dogs bark at him as they walked by, kids running around (he loved totts), playing fetch in the park that was on the other side of the hwy.

I only had a leach on him in the parks so I wouldn't get in doo, by the evil park guys. I never held onto the leash tho. We would walk out of the house, he would run up to the hwy & sit & wait for me. he would heal as we crossed & then went in the direction I told him to go (left, right, or just point that way).

I took him for 3-6 hour walks in the bush where their r dozens of wild animals every where. If he saw something he would point to it & put his fur up & quickly look at me to see if it was ok to chase. 90% of the time I told him to chase it (get it, means chase it only, kill it, means attack it (was a needed tool against mutant squirrls, young coons, or anything else we ran into that was angry & wanted to eat me.. & it only worked on threatning ppl, if he was a push over I would not be here today, but he wouldn't just attack any person, he knew who was faking it & who wasn't).

I miss him so much.