When I first set out on my journey, I didn’t expect to be the type of person who had dog fencing around The Tiny. I’d seen fencing around or in front of other rigs in my lifetime, but somehow I didn’t imagine myself having that kind of set up.
It was only a few months after I set off on my travels when I realized I wanted/needed/had to have some dog fencing.
It was late September at the San Benito Thousand Trails just south of Hollister, California. I had The Tiny positioned in a campsite under a giant oak tree and facing a hillside where many deer came to graze. It was quite bucolic.
Then I began to notice that the ground was covered with billions and billions of foxtails. My dog was constantly covered in them, and they got caught between her toes and in the pads of her feet. I used to tie her up with a long lead line back then, and I could see her lying out past camp on her side with her ear to the ground. I had many bad experiences with foxtails with a previous dog in a similar geography. She got foxtails in her ears constantly, in her feet, in her nose, and all over her body. Shorthand for all this: vet bills.
So I came up with the idea of creating a small yard in front of the trailer and covering it with tarps and rugs so that the dog could not come in contact with foxtails while she rested. I researched thoroughly as I usually do, and decided that I like these zinc colored fencing pieces. I struggled with the height I needed. A balance must be made between the height of the fencing and how much room I have in my tow vehicle. I measured and thought about it and considered it and calculated it and weighed each possibility and finally I decided on the 30-inch height.
I ordered them from Amazon and got them in a day or two. They are each 16-ft. long, which means there are 8 2-ft. sections that are connected with hinges. Each length of 16 ft. includes a hinged door.
They completely solved the problem I was having. Though my dog would rather sleep on bare ground, I could not allow her that pleasure with the billions of foxtails. With an investment of about $120 total, I likely prevented a much more expensive vet bill or two, along with the hassle and danger of foxtails infiltrating a dog’s orifices.
Over the months, I’ve refined how I set up my fencing. It now runs along the front of my T@B, shy of the door, makes a 90-degree turn at each end of the trailer, runs along the side of the awning, encompasses the picnic table, and extends out 6 feet or so past the awning, and then across.
I get many compliments on my set up. I highly recommend this fencing.
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