The moral of this story is Electricity will kill you kids, so don't play with it.
Leave it as it is. The ages have been at work on it and man can only mar it.
Don't hit at all if it is honorably possible to avoid hitting; but never hit soft.
Theodore Roosevelt
When we were kids we used to put together football games on Sunday afternoons. We played in an active cow pasture so getting tackled in a pile of cow shit was not unheard of. I remember the time that one of the guys was going out for a long pass, forgetting that he was close to the electric fence. He not only got in the fence, but became entangled in it. The charger was one of those that cycled, a second on and a second off, we could see the indicator lamp on the charger on the side of the barn, and every time that light came on, the kid screamed. We were all laughing too hard at his discomfort to run to the barn and pull the plug. I can not remember how quickly the problem resolved but I gurantee it was not quick enough for the victim.