SPORTS
By Mike Klingaman and Mike Klingaman,SUN STAFF | October 18, 1996
She has yet to run a race, but nearly 500 people are calling her names already.Names like My Baybie, Miss Freestate and Chessie; Pennant Fever, Crabcake and Hon.Everyone wants to christen Miss Piggy, a 7-month-old local filly who needs a racing name to replace her barnyard moniker. Stumped, the horse's owner last week appealed to readers of The Sun for help.Suggestions streamed in. Horseplayers and homemakers, teachers and trainers offered names for Miss Piggy, the Carroll County weanling whose life is being chronicled in The Sun. A total of 498 entries were received from Maryland, Pennsylvania and Virginia.
SPORTS
By Mike Klingaman and Mike Klingaman,SUN STAFF | September 12, 1996
The foal snorted, kicked at her stall and turned in dizzying circles in a desperate search for her dearest ally. Mother was missing, and the frightened young filly wanted her back.She pawed the sawdust floor, snorted again and reared back on her long hind legs, "Hi-yo Silver" style. Then she whinnied -- a long, shrill scream that pierced the thick, muggy air, a scream that would have brought an old broodmare running, had she not been two fences and several pastures away.September is weaning time at breeding farms across the country, a traumatic period for mares and foals -- the equine equivalent of the first day of school, except that these youngsters never come home to mama.
SPORTS
By Mike Klingaman and Mike Klingaman,SUN STAFF | April 19, 1996
Mary Bo Peep, a homely old broodmare with a knack for delivering winners to the track, has produced her latest hope -- a leggy filly born Wednesday at Liberty Run Farm in Carroll County.The little bay arrived in a dimly lighted stall on a bed of straw in the dead of night -- prime foaling time. Nine days overdue, the filly hit the ground hungry. Born at 2: 30 a.m., she took her first shaky steps within an hour and then began nursing. Handlers marveled at the 80-pound newborn's appetite and nicknamed her "Miss Piggy."
SPORTS
By Mike Klingaman and Mike Klingaman,SUN STAFF | April 7, 1996
Head down, ears up, eyes closed, the pregnant broodmare dozes in the midday sun. Mary Bo Peep is asleep on her feet -- no easy task, considering the 90-pound thoroughbred stirring restlessly inside her.Mary Bo Peep doesn't budge. She has given birth many times before, and the warmth feels good on her aging back. Nothing stirs save the unborn foal, kicking at its mother's sides. Her belly dancing, the old mare slumbers on.It's spring and, like 1,500 other thoroughbred broodmares throughout Maryland, Mary Bo Peep awaits the stork.
NEWS
By Tiffany Latimore | February 15, 1996
This ain't no story of celebrationYou see, where I've been and what I've seenLittle Red Riding Hood never got to her grandmom's houseThe big bad man kidnapped herGoldilocks never got back homeShe got caught in a crossfireLittle Bo Peep never found her sheepShe took drugs and diedYou see, in my neighborhoodIt ain't no fairytaleTiffany Latimore is an eighth-grade student at Old Court Middle School.
NEWS
September 22, 1991
From: John S. KarasAberdeenIn response to the letter of Elizabeth M. Peterson, which appeared in your issue of Sept. 8, 1991 ("Bo-Peep column lauded"), I feel compelled to make some comment concerning one of her allegations.I would certainly not in any way attempt to influence either the supporters of Bo-Peep or the supporters of those who believe that children were abused in that center. I would not even argue that Peterson has expressed some valid concerns with respect to the way certain aspectsof this case have been handled by certain employees of the Department of Social Services and Health and Mental Hygiene, as well as the Attorney General's Office.