September 13, 1985
August 2, 2015
Sire: Bletchingly
Dam: Rom's Stilletto
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1991: Roman Seal by Java Gold
1992: Eishin Memphis by Dixieland Band
1993: King Of All by Northern Jove
1995: Royale Attack by Red Attack
1996: Danzigs Silver by Strolling Along
1997: Billy Rockwell by Danzig Connection
1999: Georges Starr by Star de Naskra
2000: Tom Brown by Star de Naskra
2001: Presidential Perk by Presidential Order
2002: Whazuplittleman by Presidential Order
10 Starts: 3 Wins, 0 Places, 0 Shows
Career Earnings: $34,180 AUS
Australian-born Princess Royale was the 1985 daughter of Bletchingly, the country’s leading sire in 1980, 1981, and 1982, out of the mare Rom’s Stiletto. The Princess held the record as the highest-priced yearling filly to go through the Easter sales.
In her racing career, Princess Royale had a record of three wins and two second-place finishes in her ten starts. Also successful as a broodmare, she produced ten foals, nine of which raced and altogether earned over a million dollars.
Exported to the United States in 1989, Princess Royale passed through several sales and was eventually purchased by a veterinarian for $400 to keep her from being sold to kill buyers. Dr. Terry Bahner kept the mare for a bit then donated her to Our Mims Retirement Haven. The Princess came to live at the Haven on November 24, 2006.
While at the Haven, Princess’ stall was painted with hearts, flowers, and the statement: “We can’t all be princesses — Someone has to clap when I walk by.” She was the only Lady at Our Mims Retirement Haven who wore a pink halter. Australian racing enthusiasts once visited the Haven and asked, without knowing the mare’s name, if she had Bletchingly bloodlines. Then came the realization: “Oh my gosh! This is the Princess?!” The enthusiastic fans excitedly requested a photo with the mare they admired.
Jeanne Mirabito, Our Mims Retirement Haven founder and farm owner, remarked: “My heart hurts tonight but I know, with certainty, the Princess grew tired of her failing body. We loved her enough to let her go. May she run with the wind, fast and free. May she find our Heavenly Herd and deliver our messages. And may she be waiting when it is my time to go.”