06 Jun Dancer’s Diary – Week 21
I am afraid that the rest of the yard failed to live up to my and Mo’s (Ever So Much) heroics at the end of last week, but they did have some valid excuses to be fair. Toby (Bourbonisto) (right) set alarm bells ringing when he rather plodded his way round the parade ring at Hamilton, and indeed they proved to be chiming true when he finished 4th. He ran a nice race and was only beaten 1 1/2 lengths, but it wasn’t the explosive powerhouse we know we have. I have a feeling the racehorse food Ben is stuffing him with is going more into growing then anything else, and he has indeed shot up like a weed since. He is going to have a little break now to help with the badly timed growthspurt, and he is delighted to be out picking grass every evening!
Bopper (Lord Bopper) was a bit gormless on debut at Hamilton, and will have learned a lot for the experience – particuarly when I start drilling him around the field on some serious regimes! He keeps boasting to me about how brilliantly he came out the stalls, and still won’t shut up when I remind him you have to keep going! Rio (Moon Over Rio) is refusing to speak to anyone after the ground went against her at Ripon, and I feel her pain – I’ve never seen her look so well, but at least we live in England and the rain will return soon!
Gorgeous George (Epeius) (below) made his seasonal debut after 8 months off at Doncaster, and boy did he regret not following my advice to stop eating so much food in the run up! A big, burly lad, he takes a lot of getting fit, and the lack of race practise slightly showed. He was only beaten 4 lengths in the end, after looking like he might come to win the race a furlong out, but Ben, Joey and I were very pleased with what he showed. The race will have bought him on a lot, and he was particuarly delighted to get back to his hoard of admiring fillies that evening! He will now be back on a strict diet and exercise regime before his next start – we haven’t told him yet, restriction of food doesn’t tend to be popular!
Mo is delighted to be going to Southwell tomorrow, where he is revving for the hat-trick. The sun has been beaming down, so he’s particuarly pleased he doesn’t have to get his feet wet, and he’s been pulling Alice’s arms out at home nearly as hard as I do! He’s going the furthest he’s ever gone tomorrow, but isn’t worried after slogging round one of the stiffest tracks in the country last week. He’s delighted that his (and my!) partner in crime Richie will be on board again, and it would be quite something to see them bring home the goods for the third time in two weeks. I’d have to stop calling him soft then!
On the home front, Henry (Vaux) has had his manly parts removed, but bizarrely this doesn’t seem to have perturbed him even a tiny bit (right, Henry looking very sorry for himself…) He’s flying around like nothing’s happened, but Cassie (Castle Hill Cassie) is distraught. Luckily, Toby seems all to willing to lend a shoulder to cry on! The Dandy Man filly from Goresbridge has also been catching my eye on the gallops, and I’m still waiting for my call up to gallop with her so we can see what she can really do!
Until next time