Wednesday, May 14, 2008


This time last year my beautiful City 2000 died with a twisted bowel. His mother won the Easter Cup at Eagle Farm and raced in the Brisbane Cup running a creditable 6th or 7th and was a race record with Grooming winning. She was the only mare and one of a few Queensland horses running that year. She held records for 1600 metres at Toowoomba, 1800 and 2200 at Eagle Farm and was a smaller version of City. Her name was Hurley Town and City's father was Double Century. City contacted a virus at the age of two and scarred his lungs and raced once running second when he bled from the lungs. In the interests of humane treatment and the risks associated with lung bleeds in racehorses he did not race again. In Australia should a racehorse bleed twice in separate races the animal is banned for life from the racetrack. In America bleeders are still raced and are given a drug Lasix. The American racing scene is under scrutiny at the present in the wake of a three year old thoroughbred filly breaking both fetlocks crossing the line in second place in a major race in America two weeks ago.
The American racing authorities are trying to implement a regime of less drugs ie steriods in their racing animals. They also have in place a system at the yearling sales where the young animals undergo x-rays of the fetlock and kneee joints to determine whether or not the bones are developing naturally. If the animal is forced to grow unnaturally the bones will suffer. This is a good direction and let us hope this continues and improves into the future.
City I rode most every day and he competed in low level jumping eventing and working hunter at the shows. He carried me on hundreds of kilometres of pleasure riding. I helped his mother with the delivery and the stable he was born in he considered his and would get very miffed if anyone had the hide to use his box.
I let him about at times with a hand under his chin and he would snuff and fuss and just follow the gentle pressure of my hand.
I miss this beautiful animal who enriched my life at a particular time when it needed enriching.
The photograph was taken a couple of weeks before his untimely death. City was thirteen years of age.


Blogger Canetoad said...

Elizabeth, thanks for sharing your memories of such a beautiful boy. I know how hard it is to lose animals (I cried for a week ehen I had to leave the pusses at the Haven- I couldn't stand it when I saw their adoption plea on the internet and I had to go get them back. Waved goodbye to our 6 month resort stay...)

Animals are unconditional in their relationship with us. Can't say the same about people I'm afraid.

He was a magnificent horse, you are lucky to have been able to share 13 years with him.

You always stir up my own horse ownership dreams!



May 14, 2008 at 9:36 AM  
Blogger whiteangel said...

Hello Elizabeth,
A beautiful looking horse. A sad story and wonderful memories for you.
Thanks for sharing.
Take care,

May 14, 2008 at 4:44 PM  
Blogger Lizzie's Insomnia said...

Thank you for sharing your thoughts regarding our animals with which I concur fully. Regards, Elizabeth

May 15, 2008 at 10:03 AM  
Blogger Lizzie's Insomnia said...

Thank you Margaret. Elizabeth

May 15, 2008 at 10:04 AM  
Blogger Canetoad said...

I've been called "candy" before....

May 15, 2008 at 5:20 PM  
Blogger Rudy's Blog said...

Hi Elizabeth,

Aren't they just so majestic looking. I love the thoroughbreds and they all have such different personalities. It must have been a truly heart breaking time when he passed away.

Another wonderful post.



May 18, 2008 at 11:38 AM  

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