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I was pretty much fed up with the wannabe fence charger I had purchased from a wannabe livestock store.  It claimed a 5 joule output and a 2-5 mile fence length.  Our calves kept getting out by calmly walking through…

These days I see a new sort of contraption around town.  I hear it’s called a One-Wheeler.  The thing looks sort of like a skateboard, has one big wheel in the middle, is battery powered, and gets its directions on…

The rest of the family calls him Oakley.  I call him Boola.  He answers to me with that handle, and he calls me Dude when he talks to me.  We get along famously.  He’s really Bryce’s dog, and they definitely…

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