Origin
One of the major founding sires was Shagya, a gray Arabian (or, some say part-Arabian) stallion with some ancestors of the Kehilan and Siglavy strains. Born in Syria in 1810, he was taller than the average Arabian of the time, standing 15.21⁄2 hands high (621⁄2 inches at the withers). He was mostly used for crossbreeding at Babolna, bred few asil Arabian mares, and thus has no pure Arabian descendants today. Many of the Arabian stallions standing at Babolna and other studs were crossbred with mares who already possessed a great deal of Arabian influence due to the long Turkish occupation of Eastern Europe. Some Thoroughbreds and Lipizzans were also used. In all cases, meticulous pedigree records were kept.
Originally, these predominantly, but not Asil ("pure") Arabian horses were referred to by the generic term Araberrasse (Arab "race" or breed, indicating predominantly Arabian ancestry) but was changed after the second World War into Shagya by the Hippologist Dr. Gramazky because he was worried that the non-purebred descendants of Shagya would be mixed up with the Purebred Arabian horses that were also produced in Hungary. At time, the name was chosen because Shagya was in virtually every Pedigree as an ancestor, though many other Arabian bloodlines are also a part of the Shagya breed.
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