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Jerry Moss with newly named Ziconic. Photo by Kyle Acebo.
Jerry Moss with newly named Ziconic. Photo by Kyle Acebo.

Team Z is proud to announce that Zenyatta’s chestnut colt by Tapit has been named.

Inspired by the iconic Zenyatta herself, Jerry Moss has chosen the name Ziconic for her second colt.

Ziconic = Iconic with a Z! (zīˈkänik)

Portrait of Zi, now available in the Shop.
Portrait of Zi, now available in the Shop.
To celebrate the new name, we are releasing this portrait of Ziconic in the Zenyatta Shop.

Enter ZICONIC at checkout for free shipping to the US on all prints. This promo code will remain valid as long as Team Z is at Lane’s End awaiting the new addition to the Z family.

Enjoy!

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    To Judy Berube

    Happy Birthday to you,

    Happy Birthday to you.

    Happy Birthday dear Judy,

    Happy Birthday to you…and many mooooore!

    Hugs, Kathy

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    April 18 Cherokee Devotional

    The voice of doom is loud in our land. It is predicting unheard of fears and possibilities. But we have an antidote in our mouths-our words. Words are powerful, able to turn away the negative thoughts and words of those who have no purpose but to degrade. We don’t have to let other people decide that we are victims of every attack, every disease, every wrongdoing. Our u ni ne twv (words), say the Cherokees, are mighty to pull down anything or any person that lies in wait to harm us. Life and death are truly in the power of the tongue-and our part is to study the use of words and their effect on us. We know what it is to hear words of courage. It is light entering a dark place and we hear as well as speak.

    Give ear, I am the mouth of my nation.
    Kiosaton

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      My Dear Max:

      I hardly began reading and got to “two sandwiches short of a picnic” and I’m laughing so hard tears are flowing. Thank you for the start of a wonderful Birthday Day for me. Love the photo too. Hovis is an absolute joy and thank you once again for posting his Diary here for us. Love and Hugs, JB

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        JudyB. Hovis is posing to best effect in that photo to celebrate your birthday. He’s channelling Happy Birthday to Judy! Triple Birthday Neigh!
        Free the Moose! Neigh!

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      Dear Max,

      Thank you for the Hovis update. “Two sandwiches short of a picnic.” Ha ha ha. Here in Southern CA we say “two tacos short of a combination plate.” Ole! Happy Easter weekend, everyone. I thought Z14 would be here before my birthday, April 21st. But I just may have guessed the right date!

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      Hovis is in rare form this week. Never a dull moment for him. Thought those of you not on Facebook would enjoy his Mum’s apology to those involved in the . . . um. . . incidents involving the cars:

      “To the people in the yellow convertible yesterday afternoon. I’m very sorry, my horse is a prat. But in fairness your car a) had no roof and b) was yellow so thus in his mind needed to be examined. Closely.
      I hope the snot came off your hair…

      To the ladies in the land rover, all I can say is you asked him to say hello. He didn’t want those of you in the back to feel left out. Getting his head through the window was never going to be a challenge that put him off…..”

      I hope that someday she will win a writing award for all of the smiles she provides. Thanks, as always, to Sheena via Max for our Friday treat!

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        Dear Sandy:

        Thank you for this. Just hilarious. I agree, Hovis’ Mum is a very talented writer. Love and Hugs, JB

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        Sandy, Thanks for posting. Really got a laugh out of Mum’s apology. Personally, Hovis can snot up my hair any time he wants.

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      Women were put on this earth to drive equines/men mad? How has he lived so long and not come to this conclusion before?

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    HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Judy B. who I always think of as “Judy The Beauty”. I know that name is already taken but every time I hear that mare’s name I think of you. Hope you have a fabulous day and can spend some time with your “Charlie”. love and hugs

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    Dear Judy B
    Happy happy Birthday to one of Zenny’s stalwarts and to one of the nicest people on the planet! I hope you have a good day and a great year. Love and hugs, Sandy

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    Wishing You the HAPPIEST Of Birthdays!!!
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    . . . ✿•*¨`*•.¸(¯`v´¯)¸.•´*¨`*•✿ . . .
    **……**… ….♥ •.¸.•´♥….**……**…

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      My Dear Friend Sandy:

      Thank you for your lovely Birthday wishes and your friendship. Love and Hugs, JB

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    JudyB. It’s Judy Day. Enjoy it and may you get someone today to share it with you. Are you listening to this, 14?

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      Dear Max:

      Thank you Dear Friend. We’ll just have to wait and see if the Little One is ready to make his/her appearance today. Love and Hugs, JB

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        JudyB. Went out to breakfast this am at a diner. At the next table, two trucker guys were having huge ice cream sundaes with tons of whipped cream, chocolate sauce and a big cherry on top for breakfast at 7 am. I thought that they must be celebrating your birthday! Happy Judy Day!
        Free the Moose! Neigh!

        • Love it! One of my great aunties always had a dessert before her dinner.
          The trucker guys have their priorities right.
          Happy Judy B Day!
          Come on, 14….pace, pace…luv ya Zenny.

        • Dear Max:

          Wow, a little early in the day, but sounds delish. Thank you. Loose The Moose. Love and Hugs, JB

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    Dear Judy B,

    HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!!!!
    Have a lovely day. Papa Charlie loves hats, I can see him in his party hat now!
    Love and hugs…MWAH!!!!!

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      Dearest Ann:

      You always make me smile. Thank you for your Birthday Wishes. Visiting my Charlie tomorrow. Love and Hugs, JB

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    Still no baby.

    Judy there is still time for the little one to make an appearance on your birthday. Couldn’t happen to a nicer person.

    Joyous Easter to all of you.

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      Dear Shirley:

      Thank you Dear Friend. Well now it’s a real possibility, but maybe the Little Darlin will keep us waiting a little longer. We’ll see. Pace,pace. Love and Hugs, JB

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      Dear Sally:

      Thank you very much. I’m going to see Charlie tomorrow. Will take some new photos. God Bless you for all you do for your Sweeties. Love and Hugs to you and all of them, JB

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      Dear Sheena:

      Thank you. My sister and her little granddaughter, Rosalina, surprised me with a birthday cake this afternoon. We had a fun time. We’ll have to wait and see if Baby Z decides it’s time to greet the world today. Love and Hugs, JB

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    Dear Kathy.It’s a glorious day over here for the opening day at the Dyfi,it’s a beautiful observatory I hope to visit sometime in June.Glesni and Monty are getting on famously I just hope Blue 24 doesn’t return to spoil the party.Maybe Z will deliver her foal on your birthday and Our Majesty,s special day would,nt that be cool?
    Marty looks so cute eating his doughnut,he’ll have to watch his weight.We are having big problems with his cousins in the UK, huge rats becoming resistant to poisons, we have become such a throw-away society and they are thriving!Gosh Boo is nearly at 12million likes adorable pics of him and Buddy.Did’nt Fubu look sweet with his little teddy my Katie had a lot of soft toys.Poor Zoe and her baff she had a busy day gorgeous pics.Have a Blessed Good Friday.Hugs to You Kisses for Holly,Nikko and Sugar.Sheena.

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      Dear Sheena,

      When you visit the Observatory, think of me! So happy for Glesni and Monty. Stay away, Blue 24!!! Fingers crossed for April 21st. I really thought Zenny’s foal would be here before my birthday but in deference to my special day I had to guess that date. Marty is adorable eating his doughnut. His wild cousins can’t even IMAGINE a life like Marty’s…Have you checked out all the Marty products? His parents must have a background in marketing! Boo’s fame never ceases to amaze me. Love today’s pic. Fubu looked sweet, indeed. My kids have lots of toys, too. Love watching them play. Zoe is such a goodwill ambassador. Bless her! Blessed Good Friday to you as well. Love and hugs from me, kisses from Holly, Nikko and Sugar. Kathy

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    Hello Sheena,

    Going nuts waiting for Z14. In honor of my birthday I guessed April 21st for our little contest. Who knows? Maybe I guessed the correct date! All is well with the FB furbabies. Love them all! Have a beautiful Easter weekend. Because He lives, so too shall we! Hugs from me, kisses from Holly, Nikko and Sugar. Kathy

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    Dear Judy, HAPPY BIRTHDAY! Here is a repeat performance of your poem from llast year. Hope you have a wonderful day. Love and hugZ, Trina

    Birthday Poem for Judy Berube
    (April 18, 2013)

    Our dearest Judy Berube,
    Honored member of the Z-ster clan
    And co-founder of Equi-Army,
    Is by all known to be
    Kind and big hearted,
    A “señora perfecta.”
    This year she hit
    A horse rescue trifecta,
    Or, if you’ll permit,
    In the parlance of a baseball fan,
    She hit a grand slam.
    You may not yet have heard
    How this all occurred.
    ’Twas in 2006 that it started
    When a newspaperman
    A serial story began
    To follow one young Thoroughbred
    From the moment his mom did him foal.
    In time all would see
    If his breeding and training him led
    To fulfill his owner’s cherished goal:
    ’Twas his wish
    To see his horse a race finish
    Cruising home the runaway best,
    Lengths ahead of all the rest.
    Scarce were the first lines written
    Of the newborn foal’s story,
    Than Judy did chance it to see
    c
    He had Secretariat in his pedigree
    And was a chestnut like him—
    Could he, like Big Red,
    Be bound for glory
    And maybe the Triple Crown win?
    Once weaned,
    This young Thoroughbred
    Was deemed
    To have the will
    Of a winner–
    Whenever a groom the bin did fill
    For dinner,
    He made sure he was first
    From ’mongst the weanling bunch
    The grain to munch.
    Confidence burst
    From his every pore.
    He a white star bore,
    Which his newspaper scribe
    Did fittingly describe
    As “a dollop
    Of vanilla”—
    Perhaps this youngster with the will o’
    Champions going far back
    Would one day himself
    A great wallop
    Pack at the racetrack…
    As time moved along,
    There was Charlie
    Growing up strong
    On pasture, oats, and hay,
    And maybe a bit of barley,
    But, sad to say,
    Newspaper descriptions
    Had fallen away–
    There were no more progress transcriptions.
    Yet week after week,
    Judy, the sage,
    Information did seek
    On the website page
    Of Pedigree Query
    And one day she there did see
    That this Desert Warrior progeny
    Was registered now as Papa Charlie.
    Then through Equibase
    Judy was able
    His every workout
    To trace.
    Would Charlie become the pride
    Of his whole stable,
    Judy did wonder?
    Then came the day
    Of his first race,
    A Maiden Special Weight.
    The crowd did shout,
    The hooves did thunder–
    Charlie contested the early pace,
    Then pulled away
    Down the straight,
    And by the end of his run,
    Charlie by three lengths
    His debut race had won!
    Fifty more races would come
    Before his racing days were done,
    And seven more times, he’d be number one.
    Judy happily followed his career
    From year to year.
    She never saw him in person run,
    But she’ll never forget
    How much she had fun
    When she to a local casino would go
    And on him bet
    To win, place or show.
    Judy would watch his races on the screen
    And for Papa Charlie scream–
    ’Twas especially fun when he won.
    Then sadly he was claimed,
    And at six he never did regain
    The winning ways
    Of his younger days.
    Judy feared what would come
    As Charlie began slower and slower
    To run,
    Falling constantly lower
    In the claiming ranks.
    But Judy gave thanks
    When she Charlie
    On the “for sale” list did see
    On the CANTER website,
    And she thrilled to think
    That she herself just might
    Be the one
    To pull Charlie back from the dangerous brink.
    Any interested party
    To the trainer was referred.
    Though the asking price Charlie to buy
    Was quite high,
    Judy, our smarty,
    Did not for a moment quail–
    She was determined to close the sale.
    She and her Equi-Army team
    To their piggy banks
    Turned
    And checked those tummies
    To locate needed monies.
    Judy then with the trainer conferred,
    And though Charlie retirement had earned,
    The trainer Judy’s offer spurned,
    Saying for that sum, he preferred
    Charlie further to race.
    Charlie however could not keep up the pace–
    He was unable to improve,
    Nor could he even maintain
    His low claiming race groove.
    As yet more time passed,
    Charlie was now not at all fast,
    So the trainer decided at last
    On the price to move.
    Judy shrewdly made a good guess
    And put three hundred
    On the table,
    Which was less
    Than before.
    The trainer said for two hundred more,
    Judy’d be able
    To acquire her Charlie,
    And also Hudson T,
    Charlie’s Thoroughbred lady friend,
    Whose racing days, like his,
    Had come to an end.
    ’Twould be 500 for the pair–
    He’d be throwing in the mare,
    As it were, for free.
    Judy thought “D’accord!”
    And did readily agree,
    Though she neither horse had yet seen.
    She and the trainer a time did appoint
    To meet at the track–
    He’d deliver both horses to her
    At that point.
    Thus the two concurred,
    Each giving their word.
    But arriving there
    At the time
    They’d arranged,
    Judy sadly did find–
    Alas and alack!–
    The trainer had gone back
    On his word.
    He his mind
    Had changed
    With regards to the mare–
    He had her for two hundred sold
    In a separate sale,
    As he the tale
    To Judy told.
    Though the transaction
    Had already occurred
    To the trainer’s satisfaction,
    Both horses were still there.
    Thus Judy the pair
    For the first time did meet:
    Charlie, her handsome “foster son,”
    And the lovely Hudson–
    Neither horse did disappoint!
    Both were sweet
    And enjoyed it when Judy
    Gave each a treat.
    Charlie just as grand seemed
    As in the simulcasts she’d seen
    When he’d raced—
    A hunk after Judy’s heart.
    And Hudson, for her part,
    Was graced
    With a beautifully dished face
    And a luminous eye, round and kind,
    A mare truly refined,
    And to give Hudsie her due,
    She had Secretariat too
    In her line.
    After a short time,
    Judy had to bid both adieu–
    Charlie at the track had to stay
    Yet a day
    Or two more,
    Till Judy a boarding spot could find,
    But then for him, now going on seven,
    An earthly horse heaven
    Would be in store.
    The acquisition of Hudsie
    Had to be
    Perhaps permanently
    Deferred.
    With Charlie’s purchase complete,
    Judy urgently a place did need
    Where she Charlie could keep.
    She’d already made dozens of calls,
    All to no avail,
    But now she simply had to prevail.
    That night, before falling asleep,
    Judy prayed to St. Francis
    And asked that he please intercede.
    It seems he indeed
    Her prayer heard
    And for her put in a good word
    With a lady named Angela Baxter,
    A sweet angel for sure,
    The owner of Jocks Farm,
    A place for the pleasure horse,
    For–what are the chances?!–
    The very next day
    Judy, over the phone
    Speaking
    To this Angela Baxter,
    Desperately asked her
    If Angela could
    Take Charlie in,
    And Angela did say
    That of course
    She would,
    Thus keeping
    Him safe from harm.
    Nor did Angela there stop—
    She added she herself might opt
    Charlie to adopt,
    For she was seeking
    A horse to be her own!
    So Judy sent another prayer to heaven above
    That Charlie, upon exiting the trailer,
    Would right away
    Win Angela’s love—
    You might say
    That’s no small task,
    It’s a lot to ask,
    But nay,
    The good Lord did not fail her:
    Lo and behold, Angela loved what she
    At first sight did see,
    And when the next day
    Angela Charlie did ride,
    She then and there did decide
    Never with him to part–
    Oh, how this warmed Judy’s heart!
    Though the rescue of Charlie
    Had seemed at times quite gnarly,
    Our dear Jud’
    Did it most brilliantly conclude!
    With her first rescue successfully done,
    Judy thought there possibly
    Could be
    One more to come,
    The winsome Miss Hudson!
    But before Judy was through,
    That one more would turn into two…
    Judy Hudson’s whereabouts did trace
    To a farm not far from Angela’s place,
    The mistress
    Of which
    Proved to be a Ms. S.,
    Who sadly showed herself
    (If I uncustomarily
    Do say so myself)
    To be a veritable b…..
    Judy did wish
    To see
    If Ms. S. would Hudson relinquish
    For an appropriate sum,
    And asked Angela her to accompany
    On a visit to Ms. S.’s farm.
    Politely they Ms. S. approached
    And with her gently broached
    The subject of Hudson T.
    Ms. S. escorted them to the barn
    Where they were shocked to see
    How very dark and small
    Were the stalls
    For the horses there,
    Some twenty in all.
    And more’s the horses’ bad luck,
    They most of the day
    In their stalls had to stay,
    Apart from just two hours a day
    When they got some fresh air
    In a smallish paddock.
    Judy from negative comment refrained
    And to Ms. S. she just explained
    That when she had with the trainer conferred,
    He had told her
    Hudson was to be hers,
    And growing bolder,
    Judy named a price for the mare
    Which she thought more than fair–
    She offered a full thousand.
    But Ms. S. rejected that out of hand–
    She did maintain
    Hudson could command
    Much more than twice that price,
    And such was her demand.
    On that she firm would remain,
    Vowing Hudsie to keep
    Till she got that price.
    But, with ice
    In every vein
    Replete,
    Ms. S. to Judy proposed
    She could have something else quite cheap,
    And she took her to see
    Another mare, Summer Wind Gigi
    By name,
    Who, while otherwise quite nice,
    Was noticeably lame.
    When asked ’bout that, Ms. S. did claim
    X-rays had not disclosed
    Anything wrong–
    Ms. S simply no longer did care
    To keep the mare,
    She would let her go for a song.
    If a buyer
    Should not come along,
    She indicated
    She would of this mare, most ill-fated,
    In an auction dispose,
    Full knowing no rider would desire
    A horse that was lame–
    Gigi would be fair game
    To be bought by a kill buyer,
    Then shipped over the border
    To be slaughtered in short order.
    Looking at Gigi,
    Angela and Judy could plainly see
    That terrible rain rot
    Ravaged her coat–
    Apparently she was not
    Given shelter from the elements:
    Twenty-four hours a day she generally spent
    In a small pen open to the sky.
    If Judy wished Gigi to buy,
    Ms. S. was to sell disposed.
    The price she proposed
    Was five hundred dollars.
    Judy and Angela wanted at Ms. S.
    Something earthy to holler,
    But with great tact,
    They held themselves back
    And simply looked on in dismay
    As they struggled composed to stay
    And pondered what to say.
    Then, though their hearts to Gigi inclined,
    They Ms. S.’s proffer politely declined.
    On that sad note,
    Judy and Angela did start to depart,
    Though dread for the welfare
    Of that dear mare
    Filled each woman’s heart.
    Scarce were they inside their car,
    Still not moving from the spot,
    When Judy knew she could not abide
    Leaving Gigi there,
    And she to Angela cried,
    “How in the world can we NOT
    Take that sweet horse?
    Call Ms. S.
    And ask if she’ll give us Gigi gratis!”
    Angela of course
    Ms. S’s number right away tried—
    A recorded voice said “Leave a message,”
    And Angela complied.
    That blessedly did presage
    A fortunate outcome,
    For Ms. S., having had time to think it over,
    In favor of their no-fee offer did decide.
    That same evening the deal for Gigi was done,
    And she the next day
    Was on her way
    To living life soon
    In the clover,
    Though that mare
    First sorely needed the boon
    Of Angela’s care.
    That afternoon,
    Angela checked each hoof
    And forsooth!
    Found the poor horse
    With an abscess,
    Which Angela promptly drained.
    She followed up with a course
    Of antibiotics,
    Thinking they the problem might fix–
    Meanwhile she refrained
    From adding any more stress.
    But when the infection returned,
    Angela next to her horseshoer turned,
    Who in the course of a hoof inspection
    Found the cause of the infection:
    A “hot nail” was discovered
    And removed,
    Which clearly the tender foot soothed.
    Thanks to that farrier,
    Gigi was straight away merrier
    And soon had fully recovered!
    Meanwhile, as they used to say,
    Back at the Ms. S. ranch,
    It did seem
    That Hudson, so sadly left behind,
    Still for a better day pined.
    Judy felt she yet had a chance
    Hudson to buy,
    And to that she put her mind.
    Giving it another try
    With the aid of her Equi-Army team,
    Who also opened their coffers,
    Judy upped her offers,
    And finally Judy accomplished
    What she so dearly had wished!
    A handsome sum
    Was for Hudson arranged,
    And once the money
    Was exchanged,
    Hudson’s life for the better changed.
    She too did to Angela’s come,
    For her a land of milk and honey,
    Where she by day
    Does run
    In pastures green and sunny,
    And by night she’s snug
    In a stall large and airy,
    All due to Judy Berube, her auntie
    And her rescue fairy!
    Thank heaven Judy was there for all three,
    Charlie, Hudson and Gigi,
    Equines fine who still at her heart tug!
    Judy need have no more fears
    For her Three Horseketeers.
    Now Angela Charlie does own–
    She’s his forever home.
    Hudson is also pleased to reside
    There by Charlie’s side.
    Gigi has been in another home placed
    Where the care she receives is first rate.
    Though she’s now in a neighboring state,
    Gigi forever remains
    The one
    Who recalls to me the strains
    That once by Maurice Chevalier were sung.
    With a little appropriate change,
    I give to you
    The famed refrain:
    “Thank heaven for our dear Jud’,
    For without her,
    What would we Z-sters do!”
    Now let’s all that refrain loudly sing
    To make the heavens ring
    And show our gratitude
    To our dear Jud’
    For all the things she does
    For everyone she loves,
    Most especially for us here,
    Her Z-ster family,
    For you see
    ’Tis true:
    Dear Judy, without you,
    What would we Z-sters do?

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      Trina-I kn ow how hard you work on these poems. This one is a true epic suitable for Z royalty like our Judy.

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      Oh my gosh! Now I know the Judy Story! I am in awe. Happy Birthday sweet and determined lady! I am honored to know you if only through this blog. Thank you Zenyatta and your family for a chance to know people like Judy.

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      My Dearest Friend Trina:

      These poems are overwhelmingly beautiful and thoughtful and I will treasure them.

      The only thing that you forgot to include is the magnitude of your own generosity when it came to rescuing Charlie and Hudson. You offered (and in fact actually sent me, which after much effort to convince you, I returned) the full amount to cover the purchase of Hudson. You are a magnificent Poetess and Lady. Everyone in the EAN group made Charlie’s rescue possible, but you are always the first one to step up. You are the most generous and caring person; not only with words, but with actions as well. You are a very, very Special Lady. Love and Hugs, JB

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        Amen to that, Dearest Judy B!

        10 minutes left on the 18th EDT. What a present it would be if Z14 is HAPPENING right now!

        Love and Happy Birthday again!

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      Thank you, Terry Crow, Janet Newman, Pam Homeier, Ann NC, Maryp NY, Abigail, Peggy (N), and of course our dear Judy Berube, for your kind remarks. Love and hugZ, Trina

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    Well , I see our Queen is still holding “court”….PACE…PACE…PACE…
    ….
    Judy …have the Happiest Birthday EVER!
    …..
    PACE…PACE….PACE…

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    Your Russ will be remembering you especially today, Judy, and in honor of your love, here again is your birthday poem from two years ago. Notes to the Reader: Judy had lost her husband and soulmate Russ just nine days prior, on April 9, 2012. Berube is pronounced in three syllables.

    A Birthday Poem for Judy Berube
    (April 18, 2012)

    Cupid did pierce
    Not one heart
    But two
    With the selfsame
    Arrow
    At a single go,
    And the love he thereby did enflame
    Burned bright
    Till death them did part
    And continues still
    Through
    Sorrow’s
    Night
    In a fierce
    Afterglow.
    ‘Twas not quite
    Five decades ago
    That Judy and Russ wed
    And a joined life
    From then on led.
    She, as his wife,
    Took his last name
    And became
    Judy Berube—
    Her wedded name
    When aloud spoken
    Makes on its own
    A whole sweet poem
    Whose inner harmony
    Does befit
    Her gentle loving spirit
    And then too does betoken
    How she and he
    Did each into the other meld
    And how Love
    Their souls together did weld.
    At Eastertide,
    A time of death and rebirth,
    Russ passed from this earth
    To sit at the Lord’s side
    Even as his beloved Judy
    Still with us does abide.
    She’s lost the one she did adore,
    And the pain cuts her to the core—
    Judy, let the tears gently
    Or torrentially
    Flow.
    Take the time to grieve
    For you know
    Those tears when cried
    Can be a release
    And a path to emotional peace.
    As the weeks and years pass,
    Gradually
    Let the deepest pain go.
    There are future days
    In store
    In which you’ll find ways
    To again be open to life’s attractions
    And its large or small satisfactions
    As once before.
    Your tiny poodle lass
    Lola Mae
    Will help you to savor
    Each day,
    And you will to her return the favor.
    For sure today
    Russ will be looking down from above
    And sending kisses your way.
    We pray
    That you’ll feel his –and our— love
    On this, your special day.

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    Hovis, you are the BEST. Nice description of all of the dangers lurking out there at 6″ above the ground. :) Love to all equines!

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    Dear Max and Kathy.I only had toast for breakfast!!I see you didn’t visit your kitchen this morning Max!!Our cats are too well-fed to be interested in the rat population.I don’t think Larry the chief mouser at no10 has ever caught any.Hovis was a scream today,will he ever understand the females in his life in his life,like all good men (and geldings)I doubt it.Our Majesty never wears a riding hat only a headscarf so Aunty C is in good company.Kauto sent his love this morning via a text from my cousin she’s having a great day.Brendan Powell is having similar tweets as Shorty now!Free the Moose.Sheena.

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    Hi Zenny:
    I am just checking in!!! I’ll continue my pacing!!! I’m not only wearing my sneakers out, but I’m losing weight, too!!! Lol!!

    Wishing you a wonderful day!!!

    Love,

    Linda

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      Dear Linda:

      Too funny. We’ll be total wrecks if Z doesn’t foal soon. Love and Hugs, JB

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      Hi Judy:
      Lol!!! I wonder how the Moss’ feel. It seems they arrived at Lanes End over a week ago. It will be very interesting to hear the scoop when Zenny has her foal.

      Take care,

      Linda

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    I was away from the blog for awhile due to computer problems and if this has been posted before I apologize. There was almost Jackson Bend type accident last weekend when California Chrome was working out at Los Alamitos. There were two loose horses on the track. While a collision was avoided, Art Sherman got together with track management and a deal was worked out in which CC got his own time on the track alone to work out. He now works out on his own from 7-7:30.

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      Terry, I had not heard this. Thank goodness no horses or people were hurt. Poor Jackson Bend, just never fully recovered from his accident. So glad he had a caring owner who retired him before worse could happen.

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      Hi Terry:
      Just wondering if you are referring to the accident that occurred at The Belmont! That incident I read both horses were killed instantly. I didn’t know Jackson Bend was involved. I really liked him. I read up on it.

      Thank goodness nothing happened to California Chrome. I have been following this horse since his win on the last day at Hollywood Park.

      Thanks.

      – Linda

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        Hi Terry:
        I read your post too fast. I see that you mentioned the incident with Jackson Bend occurred last week. That is too bad. I really liked that horse. I am sure the owners are just sick about it.

        Take care.

        Linda

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      Oh good grief! Now I have to worry not only about Zenny, but also horse wrecks and earthquakes! California Chrome is my current favorite.

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    Dearest Judy
    Sometimes I am early-sometimes I am late-but, this time I am on time.
    Happy Birthday! Enjoy the day! I know your will.
    Great way to start the day with a birthday poem present (make that two)
    from Trina. Beautifully written life stories! Thank you, Trina!
    Sending a birthday hug, BGG

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    Kentucky Horse Park ‏tweet Friday April 18 2014
    Kentucky Derby Winner, GO FOR GIN, turns 23 today!
    This year marks the 20th anniversary of his Kentucky Derby…

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    Mike Penna ‏tweet Friday April 18 2014
    With a win in CT Classic, GAME ON DUDE would surpass John Henry
    as richest gelding of all time.
    Will be an honor to broadcast it on @HRRN

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    Larry Zap ‏tweet Friday April 18 2014
    DANCE WITH FATE going to the Kentucky Derby! look no further than his name!!!
    horseracinghl ‏tweet
    Britney Eurton, daughter of trainer Peter Eurton said Derby decision w/Dance With Fate
    “It was big, it’s a once in a lifetime thing.”

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      Wow, I was wondering what the connections would decide. I am glad to hear they made the decision to go to the Kentucky Derby.

      @Trina: I am a California Chrome girl too. I wish all the horses competing in the Derby the very best, but I am really hoping for a California Chrome win!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

      – Linda

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    Nick Hines tweet Friday April 18 2014
    Gary Contessa reports that UNCLE SIGH will for certain be fitted w/Blinkers & Irad Ortiz Jr. for #KyDerby140. Ships to Church on 4/24.

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