These legends didn’t just fix my fence—they did it while battling 90° heat, ungodly humidity, and a surprise thunderstorm that rolled in just to make things interesting. The owner? A master communicator, keeping me in the loop every step of the way. The crew? Respectful, kind, and probably part superhero, with a great sense of humor about the whole weather fiasco. They tackled this job on such short notice, and I couldn’t be more grateful. Thanks to their excellent work, my dog is once again tearing through the yard at mach 6 like a furry speed demon!