As far as the Jockey Club is concerned, Lucky is officially nine years old! His birthday presents were big jars of peppermints and leftover candy canes, which suits him fine. We took a wet, slushy turn bareback around the arena, and he is definitely getting a bit fatter as it doesn’t hurt nearly as much! That, or his winter coat is just so thick and plush it acts as padding. I don’t think he was especially fond of the squishing sound the ground made, as we had a major thaw, so between that and the patches of ice still on the ground we kept to a walk and kept it short. He was more than happy with that, and happy to go in his stall afterwards (and rub it in to everyone else that he was eating his hay and they weren’t.)
Happy New Year, and happy birthday to racehorses everywhere! Here’s to many more finding new jobs and homes in 2011!