On New Year’s Day, we lost Shaker to colic……….not the way I would have liked to start the New Year. He leaves a huge hole for both Jennifer and myself.
He loved his forelock. You did not mess with his “do”. We might brush it into something that looked better, at least to us. As soon as we were finished, he would toss his head like the girls with long beautiful hair do. He liked that slightly “mussed” look!! He was the equine version of a hair commercial.
He also enjoyed getting down and rolling in the dirt. He was a complete master at the roll. He would get down, complete with sound effects which was always the groaning of complete and utter enjoyment, he’d jump up and take off running and bucking. I once counted 5 times he would get down and jump up again. Always with the sound effects……..and the shake off complete with dust cloud.
There were times he was so dirty, I felt we could have planted a corn patch on his butt. No matter how much we groomed him, he was almost always dusty. He earned the nickname “Pig Pen”. That name didn’t do him justice at all. He was very very handsome and he knew it.
Jennifer had started working with him, the goal being to use him on the Washington High School Equestrian Team in our local chapter. She was hoping to use him on the drill team. The 2 of them were working very well together. He was also trained in dressage.
He was a race horse. He had 20 starts, 3 wins, 3 places and 2 shows. Or 3 firsts, 3 seconds and 2 third places. He won nearly $23,000. His great grand-sire was Northern Dancer.
We were very blessed to have had him in our lives for the 7 years since he was retired from the race track. He brought us so much joy and happiness. He was always loved. I miss your hugs ……………….and watching you roll.