I trot around the fields waiting for my owner.

I head into the barn. I stretch my neck to look out the window and see a tree with apples in a different paddock.

I have to wait.

I see the round pen where I train. I want to go there.

But I have to wait.

The doors open and I see my owner with a small bucket of apples and a saddle.

I jump excitedly because I can now do all the things I have waited for.