Dead Tired

I rode my horse this morning as usual, then I return to the house for a cup of tea and a sandwich. Sleepiness overtakes me, and I lie down on the carpet, watching my daughter play. She feeds me, and gives me a drink, and covers me up with the blanket. My husband gives me a sorry glance before heading outside. "Poor girl, what did that horse do to her?" He walks past my horse's paddock - the horse is lying down in the paddock. "OMG! What did she do to the horse?!"