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Stupid Horse
We're learned that my mother's horse tore a tendon in one of its front legs when it fell through a fence the other week and is going to be out of the game for the rest of the season. A race horse that can't race: ah well.
My mother is either being very philosophical about it or (which I think more likely) doesn't actually care that much. My theory is she likes the idea of being a racehorse owner and everything else is secondary. Even when it's running this horse has very little hope of winning anything- not even one of the bottom of the heap races at Plumpton which is all its ever likely to be entered for. But it's a bona fide race horse, it's hers, and it gives her a foothold in that world and that's enough.
My mother is either being very philosophical about it or (which I think more likely) doesn't actually care that much. My theory is she likes the idea of being a racehorse owner and everything else is secondary. Even when it's running this horse has very little hope of winning anything- not even one of the bottom of the heap races at Plumpton which is all its ever likely to be entered for. But it's a bona fide race horse, it's hers, and it gives her a foothold in that world and that's enough.
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She once had a horse whose hooves fell off. Really. Now that was an exceptionally good excuse.