Message to previous owners of Mac Delago

And finally, OH MY MASTER, when my useful strength is gone, do not turn me out to starve or freeze, or sell me to some cruel owner, to be slowly tortured and starved to death, but do thou, My Master, take my life in the kindest way, and your God will reward you here and hereafter. You will not consider me irreverent if I ask this in the name of Him who was born in a stable.

final verse from Hank Snow - Horses Prayer

Horse may well win today - the sentiment above remains the same.

To thee, my master, I offer my prayer. Feed me, water and care for me, and when the day's work is done, provide me with shelter, a clean, dry bed, and stall wide enough for me to lie down in comfort. Always be kind to me. Your voice often means as much to me as the reins. Pet me sometimes, that I may serve you the more gladly and learn to love you. Do not jerk the reins, and do not whip me when going uphill. Never strike, beat, or kick me when I do not understand you. Watch me, and if I fail to do your bidding, see if something is not wrong with my harness or feet. Do not check me so that I cannot have free use of my head. If you insist that I wear blinders, so that I cannot see behind me as it was intended I should, I pray you be careful that the blinders stand well out of my eyes. Do not overload me, or hitch me where water will drip on me. Keep me well shod. Examine my teeth when I do not eat, I may have an ulcerated tooth, and that, you know, is very painful. Do not tie my head in an unnatural position, or take away my best defense against flies and mosquitoes by cutting off my tail. I cannot tell you when I am thirsty, so give me clean, cool water often. Save me, by all means in your power from that fatal disease - the glanders. I cannot tell you in words when I am sick, so watch me, that by signs you may know my condition. Give me all possible shelter from the hot sun, and put a blanket on me, not when I am working, but when I am standing in the cold. Never put a frosty bit in my mouth, first warm it by holding it a moment in your hands. I try to carry you and your burden without a murmur, and wait patiently for you long hours of the day or night. Without the power to choose my shoes or path, I sometimes fall on hard pavement which I have often prayed might not be of wood but of such a nature as to give me safe and sure footing. Remember that I must be ready at any moment to lose my life in your service. And finally, OH MY MASTER, when my useful strength is gone, do not turn me out to starve or freeze, or sell me to some cruel owner, to be slowly tortured and starved to death, but do thou, My Master, take my life in the kindest way, and your God will reward you here and hereafter. You will not consider me irreverent if I ask this in the name of Him who was born in a stable.

entire prayer

This is just torture! Please stop!

If you dont know what to do with him, I have a friend in Pretoria who has a beautiful farm where he can be retired with dignity and be around people who will love him until the end...

Simply greed all round.

......in my experience older horses that begin to stand in the stalls and do not race with adequate pace are tired sore and sour to racing.....that attempt at a run today says it all....do the right thing....retire him with the dignity he deserves.....:ohmy:

... and what about to all the other horses


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Like I mentioned a few times already Cardiff Castle another one . I see it was scratched today I hope never to race again. Let's see.

Do yourself a favour, go and read the reason why it was scratched...

I have done just that The Beast and I'm really happy just a pity he went through I dont know how many Flamingo runs finishing lengths back in last place before they came to their senses. One can only hope that Mac D follows suit.

When you retire a horse at 8. am on the morning of the race it means there could be something wrong with the horse that forced them to retrie.