06/05/2026
I never imagined that I'd sell this girl, but vet bills happen to the best of us.
HP Party Girl was the only foal I actually insured as an embryo. I had bought her dam, Queen of the Blagdon's Senora, mainly to be a broodmare because she was such a beautiful mare. I had had a vet check done on her prior to purchase, and I knew her previous foal was a breach so I had specifically asked that the vet check and make sure that the mare was breeding sound. I spoke with the vet, who assured me that Senora was breeding sound and that the breached foal was just a one-off.
Well, she wasn't breeding sound. After two years of trying to get her in foal, I brought her to a repro specialist who just put a tube and a flashlight in her and showed me that her cervix had been ripped apart by her last foal. He told me that her odds of getting pregnant and holding to term were very low.
I started to look into surgeries to close her cervix (which can be done at a few vet hospitals around the state), and in the mean time, since she wasn't breeding, I was hauling her all over showing her and using her as an exhibition horse.
Finally, in 2017, she got bred. Because it had taken so long and I wanted this foal so bad I insured her embryo. She surprisingly held to term and this beautiful, mostly white filly was born.
I never bred Senora again. I have a strict rule that I don't breed horses I'm especially attached to. I love all my girls, but I have broodmares and I have personal horses and I won't risk the lives of my personal horses for a foal. Senora loved being a mommy more than anything, and wasn't crazy about showing, but she did her best for me for several years, and later for my mother. She ended up GVHS Top Ten in driving several years in a row, and Vanner Advantage top ten, and she even earned her Legion of Honor before she retired at the age of 21.
Party Girl's sire was my first gypsy stallion. He was such a sweet boy and I enjoyed showing him mostly in local shows, because we didn't really have breed shows locally at the time that I owned him. I exhibited him also, at the State Fair and at the MN Horse Expo and at several other local events.
So Party Girl was exceptionally special to me. She was the only offspring I had out of one of my very favorite girls. But ultimately, she ended up being what I call a "trust fund baby." Although I loved her, she wasn't what I needed any more. She didn't fit my breeding program so I wasn't using her for a broodmare. I switched my focus from showing my mares to showing my stallions so I didn't need her as a riding horse. So she mostly just got to hang out and get fat. She gave me one foal a couple of years ago, a cute little gelding who was her perfect clone.
So when the tens of thousands in vet bills came up last fall with those three mares that got botulism, I had to make some hard decisions, which included putting some mares up for sale that I really didn't want to sell. It's tough selling one to save another, especially when you're more attached to the one you're selling than the one you're saving. But it's also hard for me to give up on a horse that's not willing to give up on themselves.
Party Girl left for her new home today, carrying some precious cargo with her to continue her dam's line. I wish her safe travels and I wish her new family the very best with her, and I hope to someday see her again. I have some horses that even after they're gone, I'll always feel like they're mine, and I carry them close to me forever. She is one fo those.