This evening, after supper, they were hanging out by the gate, and I went out with the grooming box and brushed George for a little while. But I was tired, and the thought of just sitting and relaxing was more enticing. So I turned over a bucket and plonked myself down.
As a human, there's something about sitting that makes me calm. Horses can relax while standing; I relax better sitting. George came and parked himself beside me, the others gathered close by, and we just sat for about an hour.
|Here we are.|
|Bridget is sleepy.|
|Rose is sleepy.|
|Chloe is sleepy.|
Then it got dark, and I went in the house. Sometimes I wish I could sleep in the field. They would probably chew my pyjamas to ribbons and knock me out of my hammock. Still ....