Sire: Master of Design Dam: Danish Puss
We have over the weekend purchased this extremely well put together 2yr old filly that is extremely similar to her sire MASTER OF DESIGN. Having raced Master Of Design we where very keen to buy the progeny that he “STAMPED”. Its not secret that the best Redoute’s Choice horses looked like the sire and being from that sire line we think it will be the case with the Master of Design progeny. We have seen evidence already with this with his very first runner that we were under bidder on ( another who looked like the sire) running second in the Stakes Race last weekend.
For a filly this horse is almost like a colt and is very muscular and almost Amazon like with her muscle and bone definition . She has excellent length of reign and a lovely deep girth . You will notice the big shoulder and decent hip and rear end
This filly has been sent today to the breakers and will require a few weeks to learn her craft where she will be then sent to Kris Lees to be given her racing education.
The pedigree works here as The Redoute’s Choice over Tale of the Cat mares is currently running at 75% runners to winners and given this mare has produced a 2yr old winner by the flop of a sire in KEEP THE FAITH shows she can get a early runner and the upgrade to Master of Design just has to work
Master of Design progeny averaged $106,000 at the yearling sales this year and we are very thrilled that we could buy her
Training fees you should allow $40-50 per week when in full work and then $5-$6 per week when spelling. 5% gets your name in the race book and race day tickets . The trainer will invoice you directly and the prizemoney will be paid directly to you. Realistically to do the right thing by the horse I feel with luck we should see her racing January
We believe she is very well brought as physically in our valuation we feel she is $80-$100k horse on type. Her pedigree is more than solid and we feel she offers some genuine upside with not much downside as we have paid much less
pds lodged and pending