“…the farther he went without seeing a hurdle the happier he was.”
“His whole demeanour seemed happier without eight flights of hurdles to jump.”
So Constitution Hill arrived at Southwell yesterday, knew he was racing – which means a horse has to understand the concept of a race – and also was aware that he would not be jumping any obstacles: he must have read one of the many articles about him last week.
Not only that, but a couple of random people on an internet forum were able to read his mind at the same time.
Truly a miracle!