When horses achieve greatness, or accomplish particularly memorable feats, it is customary for stakes races to be named in their honor.

Once upon a time, not all that many years ago, there was a Thoroughbred racehorse named Wickerr who called California his home.

Much like the fabled Goldilocks, Wickerr was a picky individual with clear-cut preferences. But whereas Goldilocks could verbally communicate her disdain for poorly made porridge or uncomfortable beds, Wickerr – being a horse – could only communicate his preferences with visual demonstrations. We’re left to imagine his reasoning.