I’m now well and truly back into holiday mode after a few months of madness.
It’s been well documented that I managed to serve 153 mares out of my home at Eureka, with more than 90% of the ladies ending with the ultimate outcome, being in-foal. Now don't you human folk feel just a little inadequate? Or is it just that I’m a fertile, world-class, racehorse-producing machine?
The ladies came in all shapes and sizes, all ages, and with a multitude of differing results on and off the track. When it all boils down to it though, I just hope I can instil in them my genetic profile. I mean who wouldn’t want to be blessed with my genes?
I thoroughly enjoyed the experience of my first season in this new game, but it did make for long days. My routine of serving every 6 hours at the 6 and 12 o'clock on the AM and PM ensured a hefty schedule. In truth, there wasn’t one of the ladies that I didn't want a bar of (pardon the pun). In fact I think I was that good that a handful deliberately didn't get into foal straight away so they could have a return piece of the action!
Among the better types to visit included my first couple of mares, Miss Leibert and Pure Purrfection who had recently retired themselves with very handy race records. The pros who’ve been in the game a while, and had a few tips for me, included Kenbelle, who’s the mother of once-gelded sensation, Boban. She sure knew what her job was. Gee, you could almost call her a cradle snatcher .. NOL
Been pretty busy out here in other ways too, with plenty of my owners venturing out to see how I’m coping in the new surrounds. I think they were all very impressed with the farm and strategy used by Eureka in regards to the running of the property and how well the more than 280 horses out here looked.
I can lay testament to the treatment you get out here. And whilst understandably I’m looked after better than most (I am the No. 1 bread winner after all) all of my other thoroughbred mates are free to run in wide, open expansive paddocks, which are always full of feed, maintained with care and in the safest possible environment.
With the Magic Millions Sales been and gone, the action will next take place in Melbourne at the Inglis Premier Yearling Sales. I hope, in time, my progeny will sell at this event and be well sought after. But for that to happen I do need to get some southern mares to venture up this way. Apparently, eligibility for the incentive schemes in each State differs, so I’m not exactly sure how I can get some of my offspring qualified. I did hear some owners are looking into it and hopefully they can deliver me some cultured types from down south.
I see my old mate, Starstreamed is running around at Dalby tomorrow with a handicap rating of 65. He surely must have his foot right on the till! We were both spruiked horses as juveniles and he nearly got me the day Temple and I both won on the same card at Eagle Farm. The racing game hey, you humans definitely have a strange idea of fun.
Neigh for now
Spirit