The Morning Of A Horse Owner
Your eyes open and you realize its already morning. You roll over in your warm, comfy bed. The dawn light is shining through your window and splaying across the rug on the ground. You toss your comforter to the side, sit up and yawn. You rub your groggy eyes and remember why you get up so extraordinarily early.
You throw your legs over the side of the bed and stretch your arms. Then, you slowly stand up and walk over to the window and pull the string to the blinds. You can see the sun spilling across the ground. The evening fog is evaporating. You waddle over to your closet where you pull out an old t-shirt and a pair of jeans and pull them on.
Sitting on the floor, you pull on your socks and your boots, feeling the supple leather that has molded to your foot. You brush your hair out and tiptoe downstairs. Everyone else in the house is asleep because they don't have horses to feed.
The door softly closes. The crisp morning air is chilly and makes goosebumps rise on your skin. You walk out to the barn and breath in the scent of fresh hay. Sure, some people sleep in, but to you, this is so much better. Your horses nicker a hello. You toss hay in their feed bins and give them their grain. You check their waters and top them off as well.
While your furry friends munch on their breakfast, you work on cleaning the stalls and laying down fluffy bedding. You open the stall doors so they have access to their pasture. You want them to be able to run and play while you are at work. You curry and brush the horses till their coats shine and give their muzzles one last pat before you leave.
This is the morning of a horse owner.