After wild burros were rescued from places where either their lives were in danger from traffic or places where they had become a nuisance and were no longer welcome, they were fenced in at the Donkey Rescue. Safe, happy when feeding time came around, but how did they really feel I wonder. After the rescue moved to Texas, they now have plenty of space to safely roam.
Not a fence, but a gate to keep us humans safe.
I'm pretty sure that without a fence, much mischief would be caused by these two.
A fence at the Buddhist temple serves as a resting place for a mop.
A fence on my property provides a photo op.
