On July 31 of this year, 7-year-old Whistle Included was a cheap “claimer” toiling at seedy tracks for bottom-feeder “connections.” In other words, exactly the kind of horse who would simply disappear when Racing was done with him. That day, they were. In his 46th time under the whip, Whistle was “vanned off” after the 9th at Mountaineer. “Vanned off” – then disappeared. Here, I will let Joy Aten, our featured Shedrow Secrets contributor, pick up the story (from her FB page):
I know you’re probably “numb” to my posts by now – the majority done with hopes of educating an unknowing public about the horseracing industry – but just look at him [below]…his name, Whistle Included. He’s dead today.
“Whistle” was a racehorse. He was last raced on July 31 at Mountaineer in West Virginia; he tried very hard in that race to protect his injured left front limb – likely a cumulative injury from the repeated pounding he absorbed on American tracks – and after the race, he required the “horse ambulance” to get back to the barn.
Less than three months later, Kelly Smith found Whistle at the infamous New Holland auction; he was headed to the slaughterhouse. But Kelly intervened and bought (rescued) him. She says Whistle was a sweetheart – just LOOK at his face, his eyes; he’s got sweetness written all over him. But she knew that left ankle was in very bad shape, and Whistle went directly to the vet clinic. X-rays confirmed Kelly’s fears: the ankle [below] had multiple fractures; it was irreparable. Any hope for a comfortable pasture life was gone. So Kelly did the only thing she could do – the compassionate thing: Last Friday, Whistle Included was humanely euthanized.
For those who may not know, Whistle would have been loaded onto a trailer FULL of other horses for a LONG trip – hours and hours with no food, no water, no rest; with unfamiliar horses all jostling for a comfortable, stable position while the rig sped toward the border. Once at the slaughterhouse, he would have been roughly unloaded – again, horses who don’t know one another will attempt to establish hierarchy and will bite, kick and strike. Imagine Whistle and other injured horses trying to protect themselves in that situation. Then, he would have waited in a paddock until it was his time – the “kill box,” a metal bolt to the head, a knife to the artery. Look again at Whistle’s face and imagine that…
Which brings me to this – there were many people responsible for this damaged racehorse being delivered into a kill-buyer’s hands. Certainly the individual who brought him or had him brought to New Holland bears responsibility – but THIS is where racing apologists want to absolve Whistle’s past owners and trainers from any responsibility. Just because his last racing owner might not have physically brought him there, she certainly and WITHOUT QUESTION set him up for a “bad ending” – as did ALL his former “connections.”
Why didn’t Whistle’s last owner have him euthanized after his injury? GREAT question and one I used to ask myself when I was new to rescuing broken racehorses. Why don’t they? Because they would have to PAY for radiographs and then, if warranted, PAY for euthanasia…and they certainly don’t want to put out any money for a horse who cannot make them any. So what do they do? Some pretend to “care” by giving their “damaged goods” away or maybe even sell them for a dollar (yes, ONE DOLLAR) – making sure to draw up a contract in order to protect themselves (see, it wasn’t me who brought the horse to auction). In other words, they cover their asses. And by moving out the injured, they make room for fresh – revenue-producing – legs. Convenient for them, not for horses like Whistle.
Whistle, I’m sorry the racing people ever got their hands on you. I’m sorry you had your life stolen for entertainment, for gambling, for jobs. I’m sorry you never even had a life. You will not be forgotten, Whistle – and we will not stop trying.