Breaking Even -- Tyra

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WHIPPED CREAM RIDDEN BY MICHAEL TURNER
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It would be the first workout for the 2-year old filly, Whipped Cream. She was by grade one stud, Whippet and out of grade one mare, Perfection. They both ran over distances longer than a mile and were impressive racehorses. Hailey had bought the filly in hopes to improve her performances. Considering the filly had never worked a day in her life, she had courage that she would be able to make the filly a champion. The 2 year old was, of course, still green and she would improve all on her own in time, but Hailey was determined to get the best out of her as a two year old, as well. The filly had some good lineage so perhaps, if her race performance improved she would be able to be a contender in the Triple Turf. Hailey sure hoped so.

Aiden, who seemed to have sprained something in his wrist, the last time out, insisted to come and meet the new filly, but Hailey would not allow one of her riders to risk more injury. Instead, Hailey called one of the newest employees at TKR, Kyle Collins, come and saddle the filly. She then asked that Michael Turner come and ride the filly in her first work. They both accepted the opportunity.

Kyle had just finished saddling the energetic filly when Mike arrived, in riding gear. Hailey smiled to greet him and then turned back to the filly that was now whinnying uncontrollably. She took off at a trot when Kyle led her forward but he stopped her, quickly. Hailey walked down the track behind the filly, next to Mike. "So, this is the Whippet filly I just got. She should be a pretty nice racer once she gets used to the track and all. She's got the spirit all right." Cream snorted and tried once again to take off but Kyle was more prepared this time and she didn't even get into the next gait. "Just breeze her slowly on the turf for four furlongs and don't break her natural gait, okay?" Mike nodded as Cream spun around, staring at the other horses and people, with wide eyes. She whinnied loudly, once again in hopes of getting all eyes on her. Kyle brought her head, that had shot up in excitement, back down to his side. Hailey looked at Mike. "Ready?"


turf track; 4 furlongs