Monday, November 25, 2013

Sweet lord, my eyes hurt...


Today's WTF Craigslist moment.  Here we have a 15 year old "reg." broodmare. It never mentions what she is "reg." as.  Does it matter?  Apparently not to the current owner.  

Incredibly underfed, straight shoulder, long back, weak hip, post legged...heck, her entire back end is horrible.  Definitely need to pass all these traits along to offspring for a next generation of $400, broken down young horses.  Who the HELL looked at this mare in her youth and thought, "let's not break her, let's BREED BREED BREED her!"

Not to mention, it looks like she may have an old injury  on the right front knee, and maybe an eye infection going on, too.  

Yes, I think we should breed her every year, because she is a shining example of a "reg." horse. Sarcasm intended.  

There are one of two ways this will end.  A good Samaritan will see this mare's ad, go negotiate a price, take her home, feed her right, vet her, and keep her as a pet or turn her into a trail horse.

Or.

The seller will quickly realize no one is going to pay $400 for a 15 year old broodmare-only that looks like crap and is built like crap, and will get tired of feeding her.  They'll haul her to one of the local sales and take the first $100 bid, likely from a dealer or killer who will spend  a few weeks throwing high-pro food into her to fatten her up fast before shipping her.  



Friday, November 15, 2013

CL Winner of the Week

Ad:

Beautiful mare for sale - $500 (Summertown)

I have two horse for sale they r not registered or gaited. Sugar is a beautiful strawberry roan for sale. She rides n has also been trained to pull a buggy, tho it has been a few years .' She is 17 years old n is about 14.5 hands. I'm asking 500. For her. Also have for sale her paint colt he will be two next month. He's very good looking horse an really sweet. He is ready to be trained. He is my daughters horse n she is asking 400. Please call 931-xxx-xxx thank you n god bless 

In summary.  You owned an unregistered mare and three years ago decided to breed her.  Probably about the last time you used her to "pull a buggy."  Now you have your unregistered mare and her unregistered stud colt.  He's almost 2 which somehow qualifies him as "ready to be trained" - does this mean you think you should be riding him already?  Is he halter broke?  I'm sure he's probably not gelded, but he's almost 2 and he's living with your mare.  Anyone want to guess whether the mare is bred back to her son?  

I'm not touching the text-speak or the other aspects that make me question WTF.  

God Bless is right.  Someone please upgrade both these horses.    

Monday, November 4, 2013

Just sad

Anyone who has read my blog before knows that I am, mostly, pro-slaughter in as much as I understand the need for a real option for horses that are otherwise unsellable and unusable.  If you've read that, you've also read that I strongly favor a cooling off period at the feedlots prior to slaughter, a last-chance for rescues and private buyers to be able to pull directly from the doors of the plant.

Saturday night, I was a firsthand witness to men who profit from the slaughter industry and excel in making horses disappear without a whisper.

Triple J Ranch out of Williston, Florida arrived at the little Alexandria Horse & Mule sale barn around 7pm Saturday.  It was a horse sale night, but when someone asked the driver if these horses would be going through the sale, he said no and did not wait around for more questions.  The truck and trailer were nice, newer models and the trailer proudly proclaimed the farm name. 

The horses had been on the stock-style (open, no dividers) trailer since midnight the night before.  There were 12-15 thoroughbreds and 2 quarter horses, halterless, run off the trailer and into a small corral, probably 40x40 with a roll of hay in the center and water troughs to one side.  They were obviously race-fit, mares and geldings (I did not notice any colts).  Sorrels, bays.  Shiny, slick-coated, muscled up, young and healthy.  One big mare, at least 17 hands, ran everything else into a corner as she ate hay. 

It doesn't take a genius to figure out what was going on.  If these race-fit horses were still racing, they'd have been at least haltered and stalled, not to mentioned overnighted at some nice facility - not hauled into a rinky-dink, dimly lit little sale barn with 2 pens and 12 stalls, a gravel drive and unlit parking area, 30 minutes from anywhere.

Florida to Tennessee to Texas to the border.  They are being well fed along the way.

A load of unwanted, throwaway, not fast enough racehorses disappears without a whisper and no one cares.

As one lady loudly said, "Don't they know we don't ride them things here?"

Of course they do.  That's precisely why they can bring them in here en route to disposing of them quietly and without complaint. 

Terry Blair - owner of the sale barn - is mentioned in this article as having purchased 20 horses at a kill sale in Kentucky.  (Just for your information).  The article doesn't mention that he runs a small sale in the middle of nowhere, not-far-off-the-interstate, Tennessee.  Perfect for picking up some extra money along the way.  Perfect for making unwanted horses disappear.

On the flip side, it is neither Blair, nor Triple J's "fault" - but the unscrupulous racehorse owners don't follow track code of ethics enacted to try to prevent slaughter.  Owners don't want to fund aftercare or follow through on finding homes for their horses once they are no longer winning money on the track.  Breeders breed dozens - sometimes hundreds - of thoroughbreds a year hoping to end up with that one horse that is special, but they don't have the time, resources or money to take in animals they've bred after their shot at glory has come and gone.  Therefore, disposing of these "problems" is now a lucrative business, just as shipping any other commodity is. 

I didn't say anything, other than to casually ask if they were off the track.  I doubt this was a one-time occurance.  I don't have the current resources to pull even one.  But, now I know where to check when I do.  And, maybe, armed with the knowledge that it's happening nearby, a few quiet and committed people can tip the scales in favor of the horses.  I hope the little bay with the snip on his nose finds his way off the truck, but back in the real world, I'm sure he won't.