Get your wife to do it. Seriously. It is a rather strange co-incidence that my wife (for the 1400th time at least) brought up the subject tonight. Way, way back about 1977 (women do have long memories) we had a similar problem., not a Lim but a HerX heifer. Jumped the fence and ran around like crazy on the next door farm. Father, me, and a couple of other blokes decided to leave it for a week or so and see what happened. My wife climbed the fence and walked it back home. Female animals sort of undersatnd each other a lot better than we can ever hope. In the absence of you having a wife, I will send mine if you pay the airfare and her accommodation. Oh, plus a bottle of Dalmore for me when you send her home again. You cannot keep her, no matter how useful you think she might be.