First let me say that Dancinginmydreams was not my horse. She was a horse that I saw race twice and that I fell in love with. She had talent, heart, drive, and determination. All of those served her well.
In her third race in 2000 she shattered her right rear ankle. She survived surgery and rehab and had nine foals before she died. Her qualities of heart, drive, and determination carried her through these times.
I recently found out some information about her passing, which I will not share. This has started the grieving process for me. I know she had the best care money could buy. I know she was loved and cherished. She had everything a horse could ever want or need.
I know she wasn’t mine, but when one falls in love with a race horse, one tends to get very attached. When they pass on it’s tough.
What I will always remember is watching her fly down the stretch at Belmont Park in the 2000 Matron Stakes and barely miss winning. That’s when I fell in love with her. She was indeed something very special.Run Free