So angry that I was literally shaking. Today, I'm just feeling washed out and defeated.
We made, we thought, real progress in getting one of the larger trainers at Finger Lakes to list his horses with us. This is a trainer who was a real pig last year over an old warrior of 10 or 11 who needed a safe landing. He gave us absolutely no cooperation, but, eventually, through the work of several people on an internet forum, this horse was purchased and delivered safely to the Old Friends facility near Saratoga, NY.
This year, his barn manager, a lovely young woman, has called us several times, asking us to list horses for sale. The horses were beautiful, well cared for and in good health. Word is that this trainer does care well for his horses, recognizing that a healthy, fit horse is more likely to win. She listed them at reasonable prices for OTTB's right off of the track, and they have sold well. We were so pleased that we now had a pipeline to get these horses into second careers.
Last week, we listed eight of them. All of them were, characteristically, well kept, well fed and, in general, well looked after. They included one nine year old gelding who was absolutely stunning, but would be a hard placement because of his age. I was working hard to get him placed, and having some success. Most of them were listed at $1,000, which is a reasonable price for horses of this quality. Especially since there was a little wiggle room, for negotiation.
Yesterday afternoon, I received an email from the barn manager. She was very upset, but had to tell me that the trainer had ordered her to raise the prices on all of these eight horses. Not by just a little, but by thousands of dollars. Some are now listed at $3,500, and the lowest prices are $2,000. That's the price for that old warrior. Now, these horses don't stand a chance of being sold. He will hold them for the remaining couple of months, paying for their keep all the while. I'm betting that some of them will end up, at the end of the season, being shipped to Puerto Rico, to race there. At the end of their careers there, there is a good possibility that they will be euthanized, and dumped into the ocean.
I was so angry that this trainer's greed had ruined any chance for these horses to find a home. I have changed the listings, but, I have done it in such a way that any interested buyers are aware of what the old price was. Hopefully, if people are interested in the horses, they will call and try to negotiate to the old price.
I spent the whole evening thinking of what I was say to this trainer when and if I saw him. How I would tell him what a poor excuse of a human being he was, and how despicable his greed was. I thought that, maybe, it would do more to mock him, rather than castigate him. Maybe, giving him the nickname of Peewee, for his small brain size would do more good than yelling at him.
But, this morning, I can't feel any emotion except despair. Confronting him in any way isn't going to change anything. He proved that last year, when people were begging him to give that old campaigner a safe landing. He's just a son of a bitch (I'm sorry for the bad language, but, he is), and nothing is ever going to change. I just hope I don't see him, because I don't know how I can bring myself to even speak to him.
My heart just aches for those eight horses.
The old warrior that we have listed this year. What a beauty he is.