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Moonlark.
Thoroughbred Legends Stable, Bob Baffert.

As I've mentioned before a couple of times, I don't gamble. I have
enough bad to slightly bad habits that I feel I can skip that one.
Nevertheless on those occasions that I go over to the Coeur d'Alene
Casino in Idaho to buy cigarettes I have some time to kill, and in the
past have passed it away for a couple of hours following the horse races
they broadcast there. I pick up a racing form and pick the winner
(exacta). Then I watch the race to see how the horse does. I never put
down any money on the races. Which is a good thing too as in about 30
races that I've watched through the past years I only picked the winner
once. Not good odds.

A little over a week ago me and my sister hit the Casino together. We
stopped in to the bar — which is where (for some odd reason) they have
all the horse racing now. We drank a few beers. At one point I decided
to get a Racing Form for the the day's races at Hollywood Park. They had
just concluded the 1st race of the day. So I looked at the form and checked
out the horses for the 2nd race. From the field I picked 2 horses — this
time hoping to hit the 1-2 exacta. It seemed like a light field. I didn't
have much trouble picking Moonlark to win and Rauschenberg to place.
Nevertheless I was not optimistic. I was mainly going through the process
to show my sister the use of the Racing Form.

Waiting for the race we spent some time watching the Wiener Dog National
Races that were being broadcast at some other track. It was loads of fun
of course. The winner turned out to be a red short-coat dachshund who
must have been pretty old as he had some white on his head and ears. I
thought of my dog Baron. The 2-year anniversary of Baron's death was the
following Monday (June 14), and it seemed so incredible that an old red
dachshund just like him had won. In fact it seemed more than incredible
— it almost seemed some sort of sign from the netherworld. But I suppose
that in such a situation it would be natural to think that.

At Hollywood Park the horses went into the gate. I walked up closer to
the televisions to better see the race because my vision has been rather
poor lately. The bell went off. They ran. And when they crossed the wire
it was Moonlight #1 and Rauschenberg #2. I had hit the 1-2 exacta for
the first time.

Since I didn't place a bet I didn't win any money. But I suppose it was
some consolation that because both horses went off at low odds that a $2
bet would only have paid $5.30 anyway. Nothing at all to cry over.

Instead we just celebrated with another beer. And then, cartons of smokes
in hand, we took the courtesy van back to Spokane.

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