Invisible Fence

Narrowly escaping death by electrocution earlier in the week, Dad almost got himself into another voltage related trouble. While jogging around the town, observing the destruction and devastation brought by the storm to some neighbors houses, Dad noticed, not without some healthy Schadenfreude, that the power was still out on some of the properties. The neighbors dogs, already unnerved by the non-stop high-pitch buzz of the chain saws of tree removal crews were barking louder than usual. The sight of Dad happily jogging, made them only madder and they charged full speed towards him. Nonplussed, Dad continued the run while it slowly dawned on him that if the power is down then the 'invisible fence' is down, and if the 'invisible fence' is down, then the only thing keeping dogs from attacking is, well, some reflexes. And shall the reflexes (same as the pump insulation earlier) prove to be less than perfect, Dad's disfigured arms and legs would be an ungainly attraction at the beaches of Dominican Republic, where he was heading in a few days.