We Must be Boring

The Boss and I went to the stables last night after dinner.  I cleaned stalls while she brushed and cleaned hooves.  As usual the horses behaved great.

So why even post about it?  We saddled up Rowan in the cross ties to adjust the girth and stirrup length for the Boss.  At one point I noticed that Rowan hadn't moved a muscle in a while.  Looking at his head, I noticed the cross ties were both tight and his eyes were closed.  He was supporting his head with the cross ties and taking a nap.  He's either very trusting, or we're boring as hell.