We lost Lucky last spring. I still don't know what to say, so I just guess that I'll leave it that we had the privelage of knowing a true athelete who never understood that a broken leg had ended his career. Always a gentleman, "Mr Personality" (as he was known at the vet's) would have traded the soft life for a return to the track right up to his last day. On that day, the eternal racer laid down on his favorite bed and left us. He has gone back to chasing the bunny at last. He is back home. We miss him terribly.