I’m talking to my horse and brushing her. We are having a conversation. Then she yawns. “I’m sorry, am I boring you?” I ask. She yawns again.
We’ve been out riding in the pasture, probably about a half hour or so. When she’s brushed and hooves cleaned I turn her loose in her pen. She ducks her head slightly and the mouth opens wide in a grinning yawn. “Did I really wear you out that much?” I say and pat her on the neck and give her a hug.