~ Behind The Scenes ~

~ Where My Future Begins ~

The bell rings and the gate swings open. I lunge forward out of my gate. The race has begun my jockey throws the crop into my sides as we gallop around the bend. Of course i'm at the back of the group. Ow! again like every race i feel the dirt from the other horses feet flicking into my eyes. "Raven call in front by 5 lengths! then comes Potluck, Eagle Light, Spirit Bear,Midnight Haven and in last Royal Hall!!"  i hear this every single race cause i'm never in front. Again I feel the whip smashing against my sides. "Faster Royal Faster!!" calls my jockey i want to win but I don't enjoy running around in a circle its boring. We gallop past the finish line placing last AGAIN. I snort I hate this job. My rider pulls me up and then loosens the reins. I wish I wasn't such a disappointment to my father Regal Intentions and my grandfather Northern Dancer. I don't get it they loved racing but i just don't no matter how hard i try to like it. My jockey rides me back to the stables and un-tacks me , he then places my blanket on and loads me into the trailer shaking his head. I wish i wasn't such a disappointment.  ~ 2 Days Later ~    I got turned out to the field this morning.  I love being in the field.  I'm not like the other 4yr olds instead of eating all day i like to gallop around the field and when the herd feels up to it we all race, i always win. But thats the thing i win all the races against the 4yr olds in the field but i don't win any of the races. I start galloping along the fence again i love the feeling of the wind going through my mane and having no rider on my back. "why doesn't he run like that when i ride him?" i heard my jockey ask Mr.Hall (the owner of the stable i live at) "I don't know maybe its just not his thing i think i'm going to sell him" i heard Mr.Hall sold? what does that mean  why do i have to be sold i like it here.