I have a fence again. It’s made of chainlink and it has lines of barbed wire running along the top of it. It’s posts are firmly grounded in boxed concrete so that dogs and pigs and pesky chickens cant dig their way under it. There’s a gate with a padlock and every time I drive my car in or out, I have to stop and get out to unlock the gate and swing it wide open. It’s annoying, especially when its pouring with rain, and I wish I were wildly rich and could afford an automatic gate with a remote control so I could zap my gate open and closed. But still, it’s a gate and it’s a fence and I like it.