My Soapbox for Equestrian Writings
The great Ruffian, who shattered her ankle in her match race against Foolish Pleasure in 1975, was interred near the finish line at Belmont Park. Yesterday, her remains were moved to Claiborne’s Marchmont Cemetery in Paris, Kentucky, where she was foaled and raised. “I’d like to thank NYRA for preserving and protecting Ruffian’s gravesite at […]
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Art Collector, winner of more than $4 million, was euthanized today after suffering from laminitis. The 6-year old son of Bernadini most recently won the 2023 G1 Pegasus World Cup. Trainer Bill Mott said Art Collector first showed signs of an issue a couple of days after he worked five furlongs over Saratoga’s Oklahoma training […]
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Part of my grief response to losing Zelda was the realization that I needed another horse. The problem is, I hate horse shopping. My husband innocently suggested that it would be “fun” to try other horses. Sadly, while some people might enjoy the horse shopping experience, for me it’s right up there with shopping for […]
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There’s no “right” way to grieve the loss of your horse. For me, the grief has come in waves so strong that they still take my breath away and bring tears to my eyes. I haven’t been blogging much since Zelda died. It’s been too raw, too fresh to think too much about her or […]
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It takes a special kind of toughness to attempt the Tevis Cup, a lot of hard work and conditioning to complete the race, and an amazing partnership with your horse to compete, complete and WIN Tevis riding with a neck strap instead of a bridle. That’s exactly what Jeremy Reynolds accomplished on his 13-year old […]
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Funny Cide, winner of the 2003 Kentucky Deby and Preakness has died from colic complications. The gelding spent his last years at the Hall of Champions at the Kentucky Horse Park when he passed away. He was 23 years old. Known as “The Gutsy Gelding,” Funny Cide was a crowd favorite, becoming the first gelding […]
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My introduction to betting on the ponies came at an early age. My maternal grandfather loved to go to the local track – Belmont – and sometimes he took me along, starting when I must have been five or six. He would avidly study the racing forms. I would pick the prettiest horse in the […]
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After Zelda died, I had an overwhelming need to visit Freedom. He’s been retired in Virginia since October of 2021, after I broke my ankle for a second time. Too much time had passed since I’d seen him and although I’d gotten regular updates from the retirement facility, I needed to touch him again and […]
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