Mind you it looks as though the mare is thinking 'You know, they should fix that fence over there'.
This is so unfair on men. I am the 'bloke' in this household. I tend to be the 'gold' medal winner, sometimes there is a 'bronze' as well as a 'silver' finallist (I am told they pass the finish line, sometimes, anyway), but I must be honest, I win the race, then tend to nod off pretty much straight away.
Bet I snore, too.
And fart.
And scratch myself.