Treading through the muck left in the run-in from the rain water washing in waves from across the road into my paddocks, I tried to un-hook the hot wire connector. Easier to take two horses into the dry lot to manage their weight, both air ferns and bucket hogs they need to have restricted rations in their own little fiefdom. Standing in the wet ground I grabbed the hook and pulled, it wouldn’t release the tension so I touched the plastic insulator to push it apart and zap, water; metal and hot wire gave me a good jolt, enough to hear a crackling and pop. Ouch.