Thursday, January 17, 2008

long walks on the beach

Got a message from Doug Nunn the other morning. He passed along that the vet was in the barn to x-ray another horse and caught sight of everyone's favorite, Nautical Agent, just hanging out. Well, curiosity got the better of the good doctor and she said to hell with it and decided to x-ray our girl, too, (no charge!) just to see how she was getting on. Doug said that our vet described the radiograph as "fantastic," and found that the leg was healing just as you'd draw it up. Awesome news, definitely. With any luck, she could be good to breed in March. We've set up a profile for her on match.com just to keep our options open: "Petite, brown-haired girl who likes to clown around is looking for boy to bring out her serious side and help make beautiful babies." It might be a little forward, I know, but we're siding with candor above all else. We don't want any of these guys to feel like they've been misled, you know? Anyway, it's great to know that she's doing so well. Given how she's handled all this recent nonsense, I can't help but think she might have a little something extra going on that would likely help her as a mother. We'll keep on taking it as it comes.

Veiled Reference will work on Saturday down at Fair Hill. I'll get on to Tim coming out of that one to figure out her next spot. The Busanda in New York came up pretty weak this past weekend, as did the 3yo stakes out in California, so there should be some good opportunities out there for her over the next few months. She seems to be doing well.

You can watch the El Encino over at bloodhorse.com. Zenyatta wasn't facing much, but she was still fairly impressive. She's a big girl with a really monstrous stride and she just galloped past the leaders, even after blowing the turn into the stretch. I don't know how she would handle the dirt as opposed to the artificial surfaces out in California, but I'd love to see her at Belmont going around the long sweeping turns there. Probably doubtful that it happens, I know.

Oh, and check out the San Rafael, too, while you're looking. El Gato Malo had a perfect pace meltdown in front of him to set up the score, but the reason I bring it up is that my man might need to be gelded all over again - he was gawking all through the lane, which was kind of funny. Not the stuff of Derby winners, anyway. Nice job by Pletcher throwing Talk of a Cat to the wolves coming off the maiden win and Massive Drama might be all screwed up now after being ridiculously throttled down two back only to be gunned from the gate in this one. He's got to be thinking, "Which way is it going to be, chief?"

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