Mornings at the Barn

The crunch, crunch of horses chewing hay fills the barn. It is a peaceful sound. The clean shavings give a fresh scent to the air. My bunny friend visits each morning, but looks at me as skeptically as the day before. He twitches his nose one last time before bounding off to his bunny friends. The arena is fresh and smooth. I quietly urge Achilles to finish eating so we can go dig it up! Just another day at the office!!! I don't mind Mondays at all!