Remember My Name - Western Art (But You Can Call Me Artie)

It's a small world...

I have said before that you can never tell where this blogging escapade will lead. Sometimes - like a knock at the door - someone says hello. Unexpectedly.

You may remember that I wrote about a horse called Western Art, which used to be trained by Peter Chapple-Hyam and owned by Matthew Green & Ben Sangster. Western Art's story was told to me by my brother. He got talking to a chap who owns a livery yard and mentioned the name Western Art. My brother fondly remembered this colt because he followed his two-year-old racing career. This chance meeting detailed a story which illustrates the highs and lows of horse racing. Western Art struggled with injuries to a point where it cut his racing career short and in the process put his life in the balance...

I detailed the original post from my brother's words. It was part of a story which I never quite imagined would be fully realised. Fate - call it what you like - has a strange way of making you sit up and listen to other's words. This week - out of the blue - I received an email from the owner of Western Art (Artie as he is now called). Alex happened to stumble across our post titled  Remember My Name - Western Art and kindly detailed the truth about her now prized, healthy, beautiful horse...

This story touched my heart the first time and the more I learn about Artie the more it makes me realise what a responsibility we all have for the horses that give us so much enjoyment. Alex has kindly given permission to publish her emails. However, I will put them on hold for a while because she is going to send a couple of photographs of Artie and upon arrival I will write a post about his his racing career but most importantly his bright future which now thrives because of  the love of his adoring owner.

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