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Post by bluebluesea on Jul 16, 2007 10:59:40 GMT -5
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Post by fancyhorse on Jul 16, 2007 16:39:55 GMT -5
That is great!!! Now, he will get to pony out all those upcoming stars and guide them to the stars!  |
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Post by MegaRock on Aug 4, 2007 10:55:33 GMT -5
Looks like he is adjusting well..............
A Day at the Spa: July 27, Pony Cide
by Claire Novak
Date Posted: July 27, 2007
Last Updated: July 27, 2007
Barclay Tagg rides down the horsepath aboard a chestnut pony. Watching near the gap, Jose Santos stops in his tracks.
"Is that Funny Cide?"
Yes, Jose, that's Funny Cide, and we haven't seen the Derby-winning gelding this happy since the first Saturday in May. We will resist the urge to editorialize over his shiny coat and rich, healthy dapples; suffice it to say that he looks very, very good.
Between the saddle and Funny Cide's back are four, count them, FOUR, thick saddle pads wedged into a jolt-proof cushion of cotton, synthetic air-pad, and fleece. The split leather reins droop down to a curb bit and western headstall; Funny Cide swirls the bit around with his tongue and flecks of foam spray out to dot his whiskers.
"Has he adjusted?" Tagg asks, repeating a question asked by an owner. "How does it look like he's adjusted? He backs up like a pony should, he neck reins like a pony should, he stands still like a pony should? I think he makes a pretty good pony."
We keep an eye on Funny Cide while he's on the track. There are spurts of the old racehorse fire; fiercely pinned ears when a stablemate gets too close, a bow-necked snorting moment when Tagg moves him into a canter down near the first turn. For the most part, however, Funny Cide has adjusted to his new life. He even accepts goodwilled pats on the nose before ferrying his stablemate off the surface.
Back at the barn, Tagg clips the gelding onto a shank that is tethered to a lightpost. There is a haynet. Funny Cide noses around to find the best pieces, then digs in. Looks like he's enjoying the simple cide of life.
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