Congratulations
Last night I had this weird dream. I was leading my newly christened GRAND CHAMPION ARABIAN HALTER STALLION back to the stall when a scrawny little old man dressed entirely in blue denim hurried up behind me saying: "Hold up there Junior. Want to congratulate you on your win. Best of four ain't that bad.. Did you see the black gunk the Judge wiped on his breeches after handling Sally's big grey--- that horse was easily the best out there--- his groom ought'a be caned!! Say you know that Judge pinned a Welsh Cob a couple weeks ago that somebody snuck ino his class-- damned idiot. Then old George's horse was standing on his foot for the entire final lineup but George was afraid to move him because he was standing so square... hurt so much he said he didn't know whether to piss or go blind ...hehehe. What was really entertaining, though, was watching Wally get drug around the ring a couple times after his stallion knocked him over.... didn't help his placement none either. Say you know I knew your Dad a long time ago... nice man.. a little snooty but back then you'all had some *good* horses. If you find some competent help you still might make a saddle horse out'a this'un. Well, gotta go commiserate with Sally. Well, er ah ... congratulations, Junior.
Have Fun!