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Description

Show: 2019 Preakness Stakes
Horse's Name: KhC Wonmoretime AUS
Registration #: T-02-742
Age: 3 years
Jockey: Jennifer Dunn

Featured:

RRC Panic Button owned by Storm-Coast

Silverbrook's Double Blanton owned by AlyssaChantre

Race: Preakness Stakes (G1) (@ Pimlico Racecourse, MD, USA | 3YO | 9½ Furlongs on Dirt | $1,500,000 USD | WEATHER: Clear and Sunny)

Place: 3rd Place

Prep Races:

Holy Bull - J.C. Feb Monthly

Florida Derby - J.C. Mar Monthly

JC Triple Crown 2019: Kentucky Derby

Extra:
Post Parade for Preakness

Story: (Sorry for the delay on the Story, I had to wait until the KD was judged before it could be completed and posted.)

To say that everyone involved at Birdcatcher stables was disappointed would be an understatement. Jennifer clearly blamed herself, as per her usual self loathing.   James had told her that the result hadn't changed how good of a jockey she was or how good of a horse Won had become. She was against some amazing competition and they later come to find out the swelling they'd thought had gone down, hadn't. At the end of the race, the young mare's leg had swollen noticeable from its earlier size. It wasn't bad enough that a layman might see, but everyone that knew horses could definitely tell it was larger. Something that cause great worry with everyone, especially owner, Janice.

They immediately thought to pull her from the Preakness. Everyone didn't want her injuring herself worse for the sack of a race, especially now that the triple crown was off the table. The stable's vet insisted they do some blood work and xrays to be sure the problem wasn't more serious before deciding anything. After several tests and a consult with other local vets, Tiny had been confirmed as "sound". They'd diagnosed her with a condition referred to Windpuff or synovial effusion of the tendon sheath. It was a caused most likely from stress on the joint from over working. Won having been extremely active in her career that last several months, in addition to daily exercise.

The solution was to "wait and see". They'd decided to keep her in the Preakness until they'd decided she was or wasn't well enough to run. The filly was allowed light exercise in a walker without a rider three times a week. She was also iced and massages several times a day for two weeks. The swelling had reseeded but only a good run would tell.

The morning before the big race, James and Janice had decided that Tiny would be exercised twice that day. First a light breeze in the morning just to break her in and then a hard exercise later in the afternoon to test her soundness. Everyone waited anxiously for the vet to look her over.

"Is it better Doc?" Janice asked, staring at the man as he pinched and pulled at the filly's legs, her husband at her side.

"Seems to be, but there really is no telling for sure." The vet admitted honestly. "I'll have to check her again in the morning. I'd keep icing it overnight and also have the farrier come by and check the fit of her shoes just to be extra careful."

James rubbed his large, calloused hands over his face, scratching nervously at the back of his neck. "Thanks doc." He replied as the Vet gathered his things.

After a heavy discussion that night between the filly's trainer, James; owner, Janice and jockey, Jennifer; the conclusion had been if she did well in this next race, they would enter her in the final leg of the Triple Crown. If she wasn't better and the swelling had returned any time before that last race, she would be scratched and allowed some time to rest and recovery. They didn't want to push the possible injury but they also didn't want to forfeit the filly's potential.    These things were always a hard balance between how hard to push and when to say enough is enough.

The next morning, Jennifer watched eagerly as the grooms had removed her wraps and prepared for the vet to come for his assessment. Janice and James hadn't arrived as of yet when Sam, the vet, had come into the stable. They stood impatiently as they waited for their owners to arrive. Won seemed in high spirits, as if she could feel the buzz of the race day ahead of her.    The filly tossed her head happily as the Jackson's finally made their way down the long row of stalls.

"Sorry we are late. Traffic." Janice explained.

"Yeah. "Traffic"." James mouthed behind her, making dramatic air quotes with his hands.

Jennifer chuckled lightly, straightening out jacket when Janice looked back at her. Samuel immediately went to the filly, doing his usual exam. He seemed to go to the joint and then back to another leg and back again.

"I think she's good to go. But like I've said before, it's your call." He smiled. "I can also call in another vet to double check if you are worried about it."

Janice shook her head, "No, no need. We trust your judgement Sam. I know you'd never do anything to put one of our racers in danger."

"I appreciate that, ma'am. I've been second guessing myself ever since we had the splash colt go down a few years back." He replied honestly. Janice offered her hand and then James and they let the vet go on his way.

As a precaution, they continued to ice the leg until only moments before saddling. They removed the boots shortly after she interest the paddock. Everything seemed well as they saddled the filly and lead her towards the track.

After a short post parade, they helped Jennifer into her seat.   Tiny throw her head around and lifter her feet high happily in a lovely gait. The filly was gorgeous when she was excited, with beautiful movement, she might make a nice dressage horse if the cards hadn't fallen as they had. Excited, Tiny bit playfully at the parade horses shoulder, luckily the mare wore protection against it. It seemed the filly had gotten a reputation for needing that extra padding.

Jennifer trotted the horse as the lead horse speed up. Her movement seemed good. Everything seemed good. She guess only time would tell, after the race had finished, whether or not they would be right or wrong. She loaded surprisingly quiet into the starting gate. The brunette could feel her heart beating in her ears as she grasped the reins and prepared for the gate to slam open with a crash. It only look took a moment and the gate flew open. Tiny launched forward, stumbling slightly as she left her perch.

"And their off in the 144th Preakness Stakes!"

(1022 words)

References:

This That BG

Description

Show: 2019 Preakness Stakes
Horse's Name: KhC Wonmoretime AUS
Registration #: T-02-742
Age: 3 years
Jockey: Jennifer Dunn

Featured:

RRC Panic Button owned by Storm-Coast

Silverbrook's Double Blanton owned by AlyssaChantre

Race: Preakness Stakes (G1) (@ Pimlico Racecourse, MD, USA | 3YO | 9½ Furlongs on Dirt | $1,500,000 USD | WEATHER: Clear and Sunny)

Place: 3rd Place

Prep Races:

Holy Bull - J.C. Feb Monthly

Florida Derby - J.C. Mar Monthly

JC Triple Crown 2019: Kentucky Derby

Extra:
Post Parade for Preakness

Story: (Sorry for the delay on the Story, I had to wait until the KD was judged before it could be completed and posted.)

To say that everyone involved at Birdcatcher stables was disappointed would be an understatement. Jennifer clearly blamed herself, as per her usual self loathing.   James had told her that the result hadn't changed how good of a jockey she was or how good of a horse Won had become. She was against some amazing competition and they later come to find out the swelling they'd thought had gone down, hadn't. At the end of the race, the young mare's leg had swollen noticeable from its earlier size. It wasn't bad enough that a layman might see, but everyone that knew horses could definitely tell it was larger. Something that cause great worry with everyone, especially owner, Janice.

They immediately thought to pull her from the Preakness. Everyone didn't want her injuring herself worse for the sack of a race, especially now that the triple crown was off the table. The stable's vet insisted they do some blood work and xrays to be sure the problem wasn't more serious before deciding anything. After several tests and a consult with other local vets, Tiny had been confirmed as "sound". They'd diagnosed her with a condition referred to Windpuff or synovial effusion of the tendon sheath. It was a caused most likely from stress on the joint from over working. Won having been extremely active in her career that last several months, in addition to daily exercise.

The solution was to "wait and see". They'd decided to keep her in the Preakness until they'd decided she was or wasn't well enough to run. The filly was allowed light exercise in a walker without a rider three times a week. She was also iced and massages several times a day for two weeks. The swelling had reseeded but only a good run would tell.

The morning before the big race, James and Janice had decided that Tiny would be exercised twice that day. First a light breeze in the morning just to break her in and then a hard exercise later in the afternoon to test her soundness. Everyone waited anxiously for the vet to look her over.

"Is it better Doc?" Janice asked, staring at the man as he pinched and pulled at the filly's legs, her husband at her side.

"Seems to be, but there really is no telling for sure." The vet admitted honestly. "I'll have to check her again in the morning. I'd keep icing it overnight and also have the farrier come by and check the fit of her shoes just to be extra careful."

James rubbed his large, calloused hands over his face, scratching nervously at the back of his neck. "Thanks doc." He replied as the Vet gathered his things.

After a heavy discussion that night between the filly's trainer, James; owner, Janice and jockey, Jennifer; the conclusion had been if she did well in this next race, they would enter her in the final leg of the Triple Crown. If she wasn't better and the swelling had returned any time before that last race, she would be scratched and allowed some time to rest and recovery. They didn't want to push the possible injury but they also didn't want to forfeit the filly's potential.    These things were always a hard balance between how hard to push and when to say enough is enough.

The next morning, Jennifer watched eagerly as the grooms had removed her wraps and prepared for the vet to come for his assessment. Janice and James hadn't arrived as of yet when Sam, the vet, had come into the stable. They stood impatiently as they waited for their owners to arrive. Won seemed in high spirits, as if she could feel the buzz of the race day ahead of her.    The filly tossed her head happily as the Jackson's finally made their way down the long row of stalls.

"Sorry we are late. Traffic." Janice explained.

"Yeah. "Traffic"." James mouthed behind her, making dramatic air quotes with his hands.

Jennifer chuckled lightly, straightening out jacket when Janice looked back at her. Samuel immediately went to the filly, doing his usual exam. He seemed to go to the joint and then back to another leg and back again.

"I think she's good to go. But like I've said before, it's your call." He smiled. "I can also call in another vet to double check if you are worried about it."

Janice shook her head, "No, no need. We trust your judgement Sam. I know you'd never do anything to put one of our racers in danger."

"I appreciate that, ma'am. I've been second guessing myself ever since we had the splash colt go down a few years back." He replied honestly. Janice offered her hand and then James and they let the vet go on his way.

As a precaution, they continued to ice the leg until only moments before saddling. They removed the boots shortly after she interest the paddock. Everything seemed well as they saddled the filly and lead her towards the track.

After a short post parade, they helped Jennifer into her seat.   Tiny throw her head around and lifter her feet high happily in a lovely gait. The filly was gorgeous when she was excited, with beautiful movement, she might make a nice dressage horse if the cards hadn't fallen as they had. Excited, Tiny bit playfully at the parade horses shoulder, luckily the mare wore protection against it. It seemed the filly had gotten a reputation for needing that extra padding.

Jennifer trotted the horse as the lead horse speed up. Her movement seemed good. Everything seemed good. She guess only time would tell, after the race had finished, whether or not they would be right or wrong. She loaded surprisingly quiet into the starting gate. The brunette could feel her heart beating in her ears as she grasped the reins and prepared for the gate to slam open with a crash. It only look took a moment and the gate flew open. Tiny launched forward, stumbling slightly as she left her perch.

"And their off in the 144th Preakness Stakes!"

(1022 words)

References:

This That BG