In the blistering West Virginia heat, a lone figure can be seen fixing up a fence. Cursing under his breath as he fiddles with a stubborn piece of wire on a cattle fence.

At some point, the big dummy manages to catch his finger. Causing him to yelp and shake his hand before cleaning the blood off with his mouth. Behind him, his tail flickers with irritation; the hairs at the end smacking against his bare back.

“Stupid fuckin’ fence…”