Zuzu

The little zedonk foal had watched as the man took away the other and soon pressed his face against his owners thigh. He didn't want to end up like that, not with how rough that man treated the mare. He wanted his master, to stay with his master. Why, why do you have to leave me like this! I'm to young to go!

He pressed his face further into the masters leg. Soon the old man pushed the foals neck aside for the pain was becoming to great to bare. "Calm my little Zuzu" He hushed to the little foal. Zuzu continued to hide but ceased his younger actions. Looking around fearfully as the mare exited and the pen opened for him.

The owner walked in proudly, little hybrid in hand. Zuzu watched, whites showing clearly as his master moved away from his side. Quickly the zedonk foal followed after, but to his dismay, the gate was closed and he had been seperated from his master.

Oh what a show he put up now. His master walking away to speak through the mic. Zuzu called loudly. Shreeking and pacing back and forth. Trying to somehow will his way to his master. His head shook violently from side to side and he snorted out air. He completed one circle and hee-hawed out before choping it into slight barks. His little tail flickering about behind him as he completed a clock wise circle, then reversed and completed one counter clockwise.

The man smiled slightly at the foal then spoke to the auctioneer. Soon the auctioneer spoke up with a cowboy smile plastered on. "Alright y'all this is a Zedonk. HAH funny word righ' there. He name is Zuzu and he is a zebra donkey hybrid. The reason mr. Gulivard is selling this fine creature today is because he lacks money... Don't we all?" The man chuckled a moment then continued. "Alrighty folks, we are starting the bid at $1000 to a good home. Mr Gulivard don't want to see his pony go to no slaughter house now ya hear." A few men shifted in the audience un easily. Obvious kill buyers who had come to the auction. They wouldn't pay more than $500 for equine meat for now. "Alright," And then his lips moved to make non-understandable words. All that was heard was. "1250, 1250 do I heard 1250-1500, 1500, do I hear 1500 1450.." He continued until the price lowered to 1350 and waited for the next bidder.

The loud noise frigthened the little foal far worse now and he reared up and barked out a -haw. Turning with beging eye to his owner as he continued to pace. To show off his stripped legs and well built donkey torso. He was built for strength and looks combined.

Zuzu

Through the crowd, the bid had been placed. Before Zuzu knew it his master had walked away. Leaving him in a heep of depression and panic. Squeeling loudly as he was brought around and into a trailer. Soon on his way to the Woodland Farm.