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Date:4/17/2014 12:34:54 PM
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Saving Grace #4
Grace is my horse. She is sweet, gentle, smart, kind, and funny. My mother told me we could not do anything fast or hard because of her ingury. Grace used to be a race horse. She was in what the pro's call her later years. Even though she was only ten! My Daddy works at the race track. Gracey was hurt one night when he was working there. Oh yeah! My Daddy is and exercise trainer. He tells the exercise riders what to do for each horse every day. The day he was working with Gracey was the day she got hurt. No! Don't go blaming my Daddy! It was all the jockey's fault. He whipped her way too hard and he over worked her. She stumbled hard. And fell to the ground. The jockey slammed against a fence 10 yards away. He only had a few splinters and a scratch. Grace was hurt bad. She broke front left hock and back left hock. Daddy told the owner he would take her for seven months pay check. The owner was a nice man and said that it would cost money to take care of Grace so he would only take one month's pay from him. And he would help him bring the horse to our small farm and get her into the sling. I didn't know what a sling was until' I saw twelve men not including my father and Mr. Daweson (the owner) and my mama of course. We lifted her up, up, up! She swayed in the air for a second then was fine. She hated it. She was in the sling for twelve months until the men eased her down. She stood nicely. The vet, Ms. Sally, to see us the same morning. She gave us a great report! Gracey had healed perfectly. The leg was as good as new! But it was too late for Gracey to contiue racing. She was too old. By this time she had turned eleven. Daddy knew she could'nt race. He turned to me. "Sarah. Gracey here is goning to need to be spoiled rotten and pamered a lot. If I give her to you do you think you can do that for me?" I squealed. "YES!" I ran to Gracey and gave her a big kiss. THE END
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