OTTB Spotlight: Miss Fifty

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By Mary Cage

It was simply supposed to be a new experience, something fun that would expose me to another part of the sport of horse racing, the part of the industry that I did not realize at the time would be where I would find my greatest passion. My trip to the under-tack show for the 2010 Fasig-Tipton Texas-2-year-olds in training sale wasn't supposed to change my life. But it did, and I am so grateful that it did, all thanks to a Thoroughbred filly.

Love at First Sight

Bred by Zenyatta's owners Jerry and Ann Moss, the filly was born in Kentucky on April 18, 2008. As a yearling, she was sold for just $10,000 at the 2009 Keeneland September yearling sale and as a 2-year-old, was consigned to the Fasig-Tipton Texas 2-year-olds in training sale as Hip No. 50.

After breezing in the under-tack show, the filly was returned to her stall on Lone Star Park's backside. Later that day, my parents and I visited the barn area to look at the horses consigned in the sale.

Leading up to the sale, I had studied the catalogue, writing down horses I was impressed with based on pedigree. Hip 50 was one of them. I was even more impressed by the filly after watching her work on the track, in which she moved with a beautiful, flowing stride. The daughter of Johannesburg was one of many horses I visited on the backside with my parents.

But no other 2-year-old caught my attention more than Hip 50. The chestnut filly captivated me with her sweet personality, acting like a puppy. When I ambled up to her stall, the daughter of Johannesburg eagerly walked up to me, nuzzling at me. I gently rubbed her face and she allowed me to hold her dainty head in my arms. I stayed there for several moments, just cradling her head. As I walked away from the filly, I caught the 2-year-old staring at me as if she didn't want me to leave.

Mary and Miss Fifty; photos by  Terri Cage

Honestly, I didn't want to leave either. I wished I could somehow garner thousands of dollars so I could purchase the affectionate filly for myself.

Needless to say, I couldn't get my mind off the filly, whom I had nicknamed "Fifty" for her hip number. I anxiously awaited the results of the sale and found out Fifty had sold for $40,000 as the fifteenth highest-priced horse in the sale to Dolphus Morrison, breeder and former owner of 2009 Horse of the Year Rachel Alexandra.

I decided to find Dolphus Morrison's address and once I did, I wrote a letter to him, explaining how much I loved the filly he had just purchased. For days, I awaited a reply and frequently checked online to see if the filly had been officially named.
Not long before I received a reply from Mr. Morrison, I found the filly had been named Miss Fifty. I was blown away and left wondering if Mr. Morrison had named the filly Miss Fifty because of my letter. My thoughts were confirmed when I soon received a letter from Mr. Morrison, in which he told me he had in fact named her Miss Fifty for the nickname I had given her.

Fifty was sent to Mr. Morrison's go-to trainer, Lon Wiggins, son of Hal Wiggins, who trained Rachel Alexandra up until her impressive Kentucky Oaks (gr. I) victory. Fifty made her first start in October 2010 at Keeneland.

I kept my eyes glued to my television screen, watching as the filly loaded into the gate. Just when it seemed as if she and Calvin Borel would open up on the field, an eventual graded stakes winner swept by her, followed by four more horses. Fifty finished a decent fifth out of 12 2-year-old fillies. In her next start, a maiden special weight at Churchill Downs, Fifty was never really a factor and finished last in a field of eleven. Nonetheless, I was excited for her future.

The Defining Moments

The third time I contacted Mr. Morrison, I was full of optimism, as I informed him that my family and I were visiting Kentucky for the Breeders' Cup. The prestigious event was of course being contested at Churchill Downs, the track at which Miss Fifty was stabled. Much to my delight, Mr. Morrison and Lon Wiggins arranged for me to visit Fifty at Churchill Downs on Breeders' Cup weekend.

On Friday morning of the Breeders' Cup, my sister, my mom, and I visited Mr. Wiggins' barn. Mr. Wiggins led me to Fifty's stall, allowing me to duck under the stall guard to visit the filly. I did so, cautiously walking up to her. Fifty turned her head when she heard me approaching, pricking her ears and tossing her nose in my direction. I smiled, stepping forward and allowing her to sniff my hand. I then stroked her face, telling her how much I'd missed her. I'd never dreamed I'd get to visit the filly. Yet, there I was, over seven months after I had met her, pampering the chestnut on the backside of Churchill Downs during Breeders' Cup week. It was absolutely surreal.

After watching a stablemate of Fifty's gallop over the track, it was time for the filly I adored to head out to the track. I thought I would simply just go watch, as I had with her stablemate, but Mr. Wiggins handed me the lead and showed me the way to the gap. I was actually leading Fifty toward the track. And it wasn't just any track; it was Churchill Downs, the track on which a plethora of the greatest moments in the sport have taken place, the track on which so many dreams had been attained in a single moment. For me, that was one of those moments.

Mary and Miss Fifty

I thought I was dreaming as I led Fifty onto the dirt surface. Across the expansive track, the Twin Spires smiled back at me as classy horses galloped and jogged past on the renowned oval. I unclipped the lead from the filly's bridle and Mr. Wiggins allowed me to stand alongside the filly on the track. I did so, stroking her silky neck and shoulder as she stared inquisitively at the other horses galloping by.

Fifty then headed off for her gallop and I stood at the gap, watching Breeders' Cup horses as I waited for her to come into view. Once I spotted the exquisite chestnut galloping beneath her exercise rider, my eyes locked on her, watching her gallop past me. It was a beautiful sight and one that will forever be engraved in my mind. Her breath came in snorts that were in sync with her stride, her hoofs beat over the dirt, and her ears were pricked eagerly as she galloped past, leaving me mesmerized by the sight of her in motion, the iconic Twin Spires acting as the perfect backdrop.

Miss Fifty and Mary, heading to the track

After Fifty was cooled out, we did a short photo shoot with the filly and me. While the grade I-winning Paddy O' Prado received a bath just a few feet away, I stood alongside Fifty outside of Mr. Wiggins' barn, smiling into my mom's camera. Considering my mom is a photographer, grinning for the camera can get quite old and fake. But this smile was far from fake - it was completely genuine.

Mary with Miss Fifty on the Churchill Downs backstretch

That wasn't the end of the morning. Mr. Wiggins led us to the other side of the backstretch to catch a glimpse of the great Zenyatta, my favorite racehorse of all-time. It was my first time to ever see the incredible mare and I stood breathless as I watched her walk onto the track before galloping in preparation for her final race. That wonderful morning provided me with the greatest day yet of my life and I will forever be grateful to Mr. Morrison and Mr. Wiggins for such an opportunity.

A Merry Christmas

Three weeks after my magical morning with Miss Fifty, the filly finished 11th against males in a maiden special weight at Churchill, behind eventual classic winners Fort Larned and Shackleford.

Mr. Wiggins then shipped his horses to Tampa Bay Downs. Fifty made her final start as a juvenile on Cotillion Cup Day Dec. 26, dropping into the claiming ranks for the first time. I was incredibly worried the filly would get claimed from the connections that had so graciously kept me involved with her. Before leaving for a family Christmas celebration, I watched the race anxiously, my eyes glued to the television. I knew she would likely do well, but my main worry was that she would be claimed.

Fifty broke quickly and went to the lead in the seven-furlong event. She never looked back from there and went on to break her maiden by a remarkable 7 3/4 lengths. Throughout the entire homestretch, I was bouncing up and down with great joy.

However, the excitement began to wear off. Had she been claimed? The question rang in my head for what seemed like eternity until I received a result notification in my email. I anxiously opened the message, reading the results chart to find out the answer to the question. With a huge sigh of relief, I found that she had not been claimed. It truly was a merry Christmas.

A New Chapter

Following a third and three other unplaced finishes in Florida and Kentucky during her sophomore season in 2011, Fifty revisited the claiming ranks, finishing a good second in a 5 1/2-furlong event at Churchill.
While she wasn't claimed in that race, unfortunately, that was not the same story in her next start. 

Sent off as the second choice in a six-furlong event at Churchill in July 2011, Fifty matched strides at the top of the lane with the favorite. She then found another gear and went on to win the race by an easy 4 1/4 lengths under jockey Calvin Borel.
As usual, I had watched the race live and, of course, was ecstatic that Fifty had won. I'd had a gut feeling that she would find the winner's circle, but a certain gut feeling also existed: the sense she would be claimed. Both gut feelings were confirmed.

After I discovered who Fifty had been claimed by, I wrote Mr. Morrison, thanking him for the entire experience. I knew my experience with sharing the filly's career with him was over, but I was not going to allow my involvement with Fifty to end. She meant too much to me for that to happen.

For several weeks, my worry for Fifty escalated. I hadn't received any email notifications regarding the filly and finally decided to send her new trainer a letter, explaining what Fifty meant to me. Just days later, the trainer sent me an email, telling me to call him.

I did. He informed me that the filly had hurt her eye but should be fine. The bigger news? He told me that he had enough horses and once they were done with Miss Fifty, I could have her. Needless to say, I was jubilant.

In her next start, she finished second in a claiming race at Presque Isle Downs, and after the race had been run, I was devastated to find out that she had again been claimed. I wasn't going to give up on following her, however. I would not allow this journey to come to an end because of another bump in the road.

Fifty was not claimed in her next start, a third-place finish in a claiming race at Presque Isle, but was claimed out of her subsequent race.

I then contacted her new owners, Long Shot Racing Stable, to get an update on her. With relief and joy, I found out that she was doing well and had in fact put on almost 100 pounds since being claimed. It was comforting to be informed of this, as I had noticed while watching her most recent races that she had become quite thin. I knew she was in good hands and had again found connections from which I did not want her to be claimed.

On November 20, 2011, Fifty ran in a claiming race at Hollywood Casino at Charles Town Races. Anxiously, I watched the race online, my eyes fixed on the beautiful chestnut. Much to my satisfaction, Fifty conquered the field by 5 1/2 lengths. I was ecstatic that the filly had returned to the winner's circle and became even more joyous when I learned that she had not been claimed and would remain with the Long Shot Racing Stable.

Miss Fifty during her racing days

About a month later, Fifty returned to the allowance level. I felt confident in her chances, as did the betting public. She loaded into the gate as the heavy favorite for the allowance race at Charles Town.

With dread, I watched as she left the gate roughly and galloped in front of the grandstand unevenly after the start. She never got involved. I was extremely worried about the filly, but after contacting her owner, I was relieved to find out that the trouble had been caused by the jockey losing his irons. Fifty was fine. Near-disaster had been averted and I hoped it was her only encounter with such a situation for the rest of her career. But it wasn't.

Miss Fifty's Miracle

Four weeks after I shared Miss Fifty's story with my blog readers, Fifty made her first start after her unlucky December outing. Like usual, I was perched before both my television and computer, watching television coverage and the live feed on Charles Town's website. I had formed a prayer chain between my family, my friends, and myself, praying for Fifty to stay safe in the running of the race. It wasn't much different than any other time she'd raced.

I fixed my eyes on Fifty as the horses raced down the backstretch, watching as she found a position behind the leaders along the rail, gaining ground on the inside as the field rounded the far turn. I was certain she was about to run a huge race.
Then everything changed. The horse on the lead suddenly broke down in Fifty's path. I lost my breath and watched in horror as Fifty miraculously scrambled over the fallen horse as the other horses in the field fell like dominos. I was shaking uncontrollably as Fifty continued on under Oswald Pereira, crossing the finish line all alone. The remainder of the horses had either fallen or lost the jockey; she was the only horse to complete the race with a rider.

I was relieved that Fifty had not gone down, but I was still tremendously troubled. Had she received an injury from clambering over the fallen horses? Would a loose horse collide with her?

The latter fear nearly became reality in the gallop out. After pulling her up after crossing the finish line, Pereira guided Fifty to the outside rail with hopes of avoiding the riderless horses. However, one of the loose horses neared Fifty at full speed and with seconds to spare, managed to avoid colliding with her. My mother and I, watching the screen in dread, let out a giant sigh of relief.

Click here to watch a YouTube video of this race.

I soon received word from Miss Fifty's owner that the filly had suffered some cuts on her legs that required stitches, but would be okay. Miraculously, Fifty had avoided disaster, and in the process she earned the entirety of the race's purse--$28,000--the biggest payday of her career. Miss Fifty had every chance to go down or to be slammed into, but somehow, those things did not happen. God was watching over her.

Note: The first horse that fell in the race, Sharp Beauty, was euthanized due to the extent of her injuries, but none of the other horses sustained life threatening ailments. Three of the seven jockeys that that went down were taken the hospital, but none were seriously injured.

What Fate Had in Store


Miss Fifty did not return to the races for nearly five months, contesting a claiming race at Charles Town. I was incredibly worried that the filly would be claimed, but with joy, I watched her dash to a 3 1/2-length victory, exiting the race without having been claimed.

About two months later, Fifty recorded a bullet work at Mountaineer Casino Racetrack & Resort. However, days after that work, my iPhone indicated I had a Facebook message from her owner. I immediately thought of the worst possibility when I read the opening words of the message that my phone previewed: "Sorry to have to tell you this, but..."

But I was relieved not to find the words I dreaded. Rather, I learned that Fifty had broken a sesamoid while training. What mattered most was that she would be okay. She would, but her racing career was over and she would require lengthy stall rest. However, along with this bad news came terrific news: it was now time for Fifty to become a part of my family, something I had dreamed of since I met the filly.

Thanks to Nate Vrable of Long Shot Racing Stable and the help of Woodson Show Horses, arrangements were made for Fifty to make the more than 1,200-mile journey to be with me. As her arrival approached, I found myself daydreaming of being reunited with her as my enthusiasm grew more intense by the hour.

The day Fifty arrived in Texas was the same day I arrived in Southern California for the 2012 Breeders' Cup. Though I would have loved to be there when Fifty reached my home, the filly would be an incredible thing to come home to. As soon as the thrilling Breeders' Cup culminated, I focused on returning to Fifty, to my horse.

The moment I arrived at home, I dashed to the barn to greet her. And there she was. Miss Fifty was in my barn. She was mine. I opened her stall door, my hands tenderly stroking her face as my eyes locked on hers. Her kind eyes gazed at me as she gently rubbed her lip against my hands. All I could think was, "Who'd have known...?"

I never could have known when I wrote down Hip No. 50 in my journal of horses to watch at a nearby Fasig-Tipton sale in 2010 that it would lead to such an incredible journey. Each time I see my beloved Fifty, I know that if I had never had the courage to write Dolphus Morrison, I never would have essentially experienced what it felt like to own a racehorse while I was so young. I never would have led a horse onto the track at Churchill Downs as a young fan or come within inches of the great Zenyatta. And most of all, I know God has blessed me with a tremendous filly that will always be an important part of my life.

Mary and Miss Fifty: together again at last

Update on Miss Fifty:

Due to her injury, Fifty is currently on stall rest. How long that will continue is a wait-and-see process. She is being kept on my property and is often kept company by one of my Quarter Horses, Pebbles. She has settled in rather well and seems to be happy here. She certainly gets plenty of TLC and I enjoy spending time giving her attention and grooming her. Fifty's future plans rest upon her healing, but she has a forever home with my family and me. She will likely become a pleasure/trail riding horse once she's ready and I also hope to breed her in the future. Most of all, I just feel incredibly blessed to know she's mine.

About the author:

Mary Cage, 17, has been showing and judging 4-H horses for as long as she can remember. She became fascinated with horse racing at age 8 when Smarty Jones won the Kentucky Derby (gr. I) and has been enthralled by the sport ever since. If her name sounds familiar to you, it's because she also wrote a guest blog on Beyond the Blinkers about a year ago about a horse named Lights on Broadway. 

Mary lives in a small Texas town about an hour from Lone Star Park, which she visits several times a year. Miss Fifty's story has especially fueled Mary's desire to get involved in the Thoroughbred industry, and she is currently considering pursuing a job as a bloodstock agent.

Check out Mary's blog at www.pastthegrandstand.blogspot.com.

Note from the author:

By sharing my story of Miss Fifty with people, I hope to inspire people to not only chase their wildest dreams, take chances, and never give up, but to also inspire horse racing fans and horse lovers in general to contact the connections of horses that they are "attached" to. I would love to see more people fall in love with lower-level runners or racehorses they happen to stumble across, and if they want to someday own a racehorse they fell in love with, I hope that Fifty's story inspires them to pursue owning that horse.

It's a different way of finding homes for these horses when their careers are over, as well as a way for fans to love the sport even more. Since I first shared Fifty's story on my blog in February, I have received messages from people that have asked me how to contact owners or trainers about a racehorse they loved and even stories of how people have done something similar to what I did with Fifty. It's another story of how Thoroughbreds can be an incredible source of inspiration.

Miss Fifty

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Pati Szpyra

Yay! She's so beautiful! I think it's awesome that you got her, and she is in some great hands! I think it's great that you have an awesome passion for this great sport, and maybe one day in the future, we'll collaborate together. :-D

20 Dec 2012 8:10 PM
Ekuestrian Sarawak

Very amazing piece of true life experience, Mary!!! Glad that you and Miss Fifty are finally together.

20 Dec 2012 10:15 PM
Shonda Reynolds

I'm just amazed that people like the Mosse's didn't come to this filly's rescue?  I mean they did breed and sold her

21 Dec 2012 9:22 AM
ladybri

I love the bond you two have. I was just thinking yesterday how I could someday own an OTTB.

21 Dec 2012 1:54 PM
kenek

Way to go Mary! Miss Fifty is fortunate to have a loving home.

21 Dec 2012 4:08 PM
greyghost

A wonderful,inspiring story during the Christmas season. May Mary & Miss Fifty have many glorious years together.

21 Dec 2012 4:59 PM
Cathy in Washington

What a wonderful story. I love reading these articles about OTTB's going to loving homes.  Back in the 70's and 80's I bought a number of OTTB's, some in dire straits, got them back in shape and found them new homes.  At that time there was still a horse slaughter house here, and many of them ended up there.

21 Dec 2012 6:38 PM
Bill Rinker

Well done Mary, loved the article and heart felt connection.

21 Dec 2012 10:17 PM
Zen4Zen

Thanks for writing this wonderful story, Mary, about devotion and persistence. And I'm a big fan of the Mosses but do wonder about the same thing Shonda remarks on above.  Maybe you could send the Mosses a copy of your article and that could focus their attention on the not always pretty aftermath for the horses they've sold.

22 Dec 2012 4:57 AM
steve'sphil

Shonda, she didn't need rescueing.

She was in no danger of being put down. Many years ago I was given a horse off the harness track, a pacer, who was turning 15 years old. I had him for 10 years and together we had wonderful experiences. I hope many others will have this same experience.

22 Dec 2012 6:18 PM
forego5

@Shonda, it doesn't seem to me that Miss Fifty ever needed "rescuing." She had good owners, and she was promised to Mary. Why should the Mosses butt in on such a situation?

To Mary: Please keep us updated about Miss Fifty from now on. I enjoyed reading her story so far very much.

22 Dec 2012 7:29 PM
Proud Acres

You write beautifully. Congratulations on your owning Fifty!  There is no nicer feeling than to have the breath of a horse on your face.  Enjoy and Merry Christmas

23 Dec 2012 11:18 AM
pepper

Your story is inspiring and thank-you for giving this filly a loving forever home

23 Dec 2012 7:41 PM
duchess

Shonda, the Mosses did not rescue this filly because she never required rescuing.

Miss Fifty was fortunate in that she had Mary Cage looking out for her every step of the way, making sure that every owner and trainer who handled her knew that this filly had a passionate advocate watching and a forever home waiting.

Every thoroughbred - no, every horse - should be as lucky as this beautiful filly!

24 Dec 2012 1:14 AM
Funny1991

What an amazing story!!!! I have a story for you to write about my OTTB named Touch of Success!!!!

24 Dec 2012 4:21 PM
Grande Fan

Yay Mary! I hope you will continue to hold the racing TB's in your heart and introduce your friends and fans to other track stars. Miss Fifty has a lovely, soft eye .... she is a beauty and you are both so lucky to have each other.

24 Dec 2012 9:39 PM
Scpartee

Miss Fifty is very lucky to have a guardian angel like Mary!

25 Dec 2012 6:52 PM
nina

Enjoy your filly and don't breed her. We have enough unwanted horses in this country

25 Dec 2012 8:15 PM
MRO

I'm just sorry she had to go through all she did before coming home to be with you. I admire your dedication and persistence. It's how horses like Miss Fifty have happy endings. I have a Beulah Park filly I feel that way about. Hopefully, her story will also have a happy ending.

25 Dec 2012 8:41 PM
smarie

I enjoyed reading this remarkable story. I am very glad that Fifty is in her forever home with Mary.

I agree with Nina though. Don't breed Fifty unless you plan on forever keeping the resulting foal. There are far, far too many mares being bred all over the world. There are not enough good homes for all the horses. Many are abused, neglected, or forced to perform while hurt or sick. Tragically, many go to slaughter. Enjoy Fifty. Don't add to the horse overpopulation problem.

27 Dec 2012 8:58 PM
AbbyB

Thank you for sharing your story of Miss Fifty.  

28 Dec 2012 1:39 AM
Old Old Cat

God bless you, God bless you, God bless you.  Your mare has been blessed too.  It's wonderful to hear about people who truely love horses, and your bond with this filly was remarkable.  You sensed that she enjoyed your company and did not want you to leave.  I've experienced a similar kinship with my baby, my brothers even remarking that she stood in my way while I was leaving the paddock so that I could not exit.  I hope God continues to reward you both.  

03 Jan 2013 4:11 PM
Old Old Cat

A wonderful heart warming story.  How many other horses we bet on also have good stories?  I believe I once saw her name on a racing form at a racetrack where we were running.  To have foreknowledge of this story would have probably prompted a bet from me, and way more than casual interest.  All the involved workers from the stall muckers, hot-walkers to the owners and friends especially enjoy cashing the winning ticket for one of theirs.  I wonder how much more interesting and exciting the races would be if we knew something about the heroes.  And how much loving care we would give them.

09 Jan 2013 12:47 PM

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