The morning was in full bloom now. There were birds chirping away and the sun was firmly settled in the sky. Shakespeare trotted along as she kept a close eye on the fence for any breaks. Soon they had the pasture covered and headed to the next. She picked a corner and started the round. Yep, this would take a lot of getting used to. Like maybe a few years. She down a slope towards the creek. It was easy for the fence to break there. Reaching the creek, they paused and sure enough. Part of the wiring have been pulled down somehow. Dismounting, she led Shakespeare to a stand of trees and got out some of the stuff she had brought along for this very task. Walking back to the fence, she pulled the wiring back together and was about to set up a tie between the two when she realized it was a clean break. The wires had been cut.

That sent her heart pounding. The worst part about her job was being out here alone. She quickly mended the fence and did her best to act natural-like walking back to Shakespeare. Hopping on, she nervously continued along the fence. Best when she got back to mention it to her foreman.