Col. Floyd Sager

[equestriandynamo]

I was recently packing up my belongings as i am moving soon and i ran across an old book that i had gotten from my great grandparents house after they had passed on.
I dont have it on me but i think its titled "Col. Sager Practitioner"
It was really neat to read about his expirience with horses and breeding management at Claiborne Farms and in the military. He even wrote about Nasrullah, Princequillo, and some other stallion that started with a B... like.. B---- II ???
But It is a really good read!
Has anyone else read it?

[Derby Lyn]

was it Blenhiem? Don't know if that is spelt right.

[equestriandynamo]

i think it was something like that.. dont quote me on it! lol
i'll check tonight but that sounds right.
He said he was an imported stud and at first didnt think much of him but the he ended up being one of the most prolific sires at Claiborne, he also thought Princequillo wasnt much to look at heehee.
its a good book

[ratherrapid]

let's see? hmmmm. our formost hardboots consider them questionable sires, but the exact same horses become foundation stallions.

[equestriandynamo]

exactly! it makes for an interesting insight.
He also mentions something about some of the most prolific and valuable sires were the ones that 'stamped' their get.
he said he could walk out into a feild and tell who was out of who. And that that was one mark of a good sire.
I like the fact that he admits that sometimes his guesses were wrong...

And i cant seem to find a whole lot about this book on google.. any help?

[Intent]

I have heard of that book! A friend of mines late husband served with the Col.at Fort Robinson.They would often call him when a situation would arise that they or their local vet could not handle.He had some unique remedies that really worked for them and she lamented the fact that he didn't put more of them in his book.

[Lucy]

I'm not familiar with the book, but the horse in question HAS to have been *Blenhiem. The rest of the story fits.

[equestriandynamo]

Accounts of Nasrullah:

One day when Nasrullah hadn't been here very long, I wanted to give him a tetnus shot, and i asked the groom if he thought he could get a twitch on the horse. Lawerence said, "I don't know, I have never tried, but we can try if you want to." So we back Nasrullah up in the corner of one of those stalls and Lawerence got the twitch on him, but the instant that twitch tightened, Nasrullah sat down in the corner and lunged out. I never had gotten close to the horse, and Lawerence just turned him loose. Nasrullah went across that stall and he left marks from his front feet for about six or eight feet along the ceiling, then he crashed into the wall on the oppisite side. Nasrullah is dead and buried, but he still hasnt gotten that tetnus shot.
It almost seemed like Nasrullah would hold a grudge against you. I could go to his stall where he was just standing and eating hay, and as long as i didnt say anything, he was alright, even if there were half-dozen other people around. But as soon as i spoke, old Nasrullah would rear and whirl around and lash out at the old screen on his door and just generally raise hell.
He was the same way with other people too. He didnt like Mr. Hancock at all, because one day Mr. Arthur had gotten mad and hit Nasrullah across the butt with an old broom. In the breeding shed Nasrullah would stand behind a mare and just stare at Mr. Arthur instead of getting ready to cover the mare.
One day, when i had been having a lot of problems with Nasrullah, i went to Mr. Hancock's office and said "You know, Nasrullah is causing me a whole lot of trouble."
Mr. Hancock just jerked his head up and looked at me for a minute and said, "Well Col., I guess we'll just have to put up with him, won't we?"
-Col. Sager, Practitioner
by Milton C. Toby

now if i dont get arrested for writing that excerpt down i will be alllright

[Patuxet]

I remember someone somewhere wrote of Blenheim that he was "prepotently neurotic". This would seem to be borne out in Sager's description of the behavior of Nasrullah. He was out of a Blenheim mare.