The Pleasure of Hay

My friend Winnie receives her hay in a mesh bag.

She has to tug small nibbles at a time.

I helped her sneak bigger bites …..

it feels so good to have a full tummy!

We have been surrounded by wild fires

and my nervous system was wound tight

but listening to Winnie’s steady chewing was so peaceful,

her deep contented inhale, horse breath

her warm breath felt on my neck.

I begun to yawn and yawn, letting go.

It’s how we animals regulate.

How we get back into out bodies

after a fight, flight or freeze situation.

Ingest, digest, yawn, breathe.

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