Mr. Reese, 4 year old 15.3 h bay gelding

Adorable – we all fell for the sweet and cute Mr. Reese. His owner and groom attested to what a nice boy he is, but he is just not cut out to be a race horse. Well put together, clean legged, sound, and a nice mover, surely he will excel in many other disciplines. Continue reading

Montecore, 7 year old, 16.2 chestnut stallion: new price!

The solid bodied and impressive Monty has been a highly successful race horse, having been stakes placed and earned over a quarter million dollars on various tracks. He showed speed as a two year old and he sold for $400,000 at the two year old sales. Excellent breeding prospect for sport/, Appendix QH/Tb cross, or racing. Continue reading

TheGirlsOnFire, 16 hh 3 y.o. bay filly

If you like dark bays with chrome, this young lady will knock your socks off. From connections that have consistently high quality horses, you get a nearly perfect package of cute, sweet, well-mannered and impeccably raised and trained. Continue reading

Prince Raffie, 10 year old, 16.3 liver chestnut

This big fellow looks like one of the antique paintings of statuesque thoroughbreds but is endowed with a party-boy personality. A beautifully moving warhorse who is still running strong, his trainer tells us that Raffie has already dabbled in jumpers and some dressage three years ago and has even been to some shows. Continue reading

Birdstrike, 5 year old 15.3 bay mare

Another recent for acquisition for the trainer, this flashy bay with a white blaze is a bit of a morning glory and is not showing much speed outside of morning workouts. She is described as very quiet and nice to work around with no vices. Continue reading

Los Caobos, 6 year old, 16 chestnut gelding

This handsome boy had run the day before we performed his interview, and his owner/trainer is now convinced that he no longer is interested in racing and it is time to find him a new career. He is lightly raced with only 14 starts, his legs are clean, and we were told that he is sound. Continue reading