I work from home and have an office with a view towards the valleys and mountains looking to the west of my home. Several weeks ago, I was working and noticed one of my horses walking across the front lawn. I stood up, walked over to the window and watched the remaining four walk through the opening in the fence and they began to graze just outside of my window. Oh did they look happy! I then realized my fences weren't as strong as they appeared. The fence is made up of several 8 foot posts buried three feet deep around the property and each of the posts has hog panels fastened to them, separated by approximately 10 feet. I'm learning these posts are not treated and are rotting in the ground. Each time a horse decides to rub his rump on the fence post, the fences are falling over. I was the only one home and realized I was in a pickle. I would have to round up each of these horses on my own. I quickly threw on my boots and went out the bac...
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