Zeutan - My Broken Healer - Part 1

by Janelie

I made my decision and went for the white gray stallion instead of the gray mare. We lived in a small mine village with around hundred houses. The head of the security company already had two horses, Dante and Chika, at the end of the village about thirty houses from us. It was a Tuesday afternoon when Uncle Marb called my mom and said he was bringing my Stallion. He wanted to keep it a secret, but my mother couldn't keep the excitement from me.

I quickly changed into my riding jeans, the ones with the torn knee which I got from falling, even though I knew I wasn't going to ride him today. The 2 guys unload him from the horsebox and I could tell he was happy to be out. He pulled on the halter and wasn't easy to handle, when he saw the other horses he wanted to run to them and pulled hard on the halter.

Uncle Marb was talking about cleaning briddles and the horses he had on the farm. I usually enjoyed talking and learning new things about horses but all I did was stare at the beautiful horse that was now mine. "Are you happy now, my dear?" My mom asked me. I wanted to scream, throw myself on the ground and roll in the dust but all I said was: "Yes! Oh thank you mom! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

There was a smile on her face but when she looked at the stallion there was a bit of doubt a across her face. The head of security, Mr Taylor, was talking to Uncle Marb about his old days and the horses he had that had champion blood lines. My Stepbrother took photos of my Stallion for me.

Zeutan - My Broken Healer - Part 2

by Janelie

The next day I couldn't wait for school to end so I could be with Zeutan, it means god of thunder,I decided to name him that because he was so fierce. I had to go to school in the city which was an Hour drive from home and we went with a bus.

The Friday I came home from school and it was going to be the first time I was grooming Zeutan. He was with the other two horses and they were fighting over my attention so I took him out of the camp and we went to a hill with lots of grass for him to graze on.

He was a bit difficult to handle at first but I calmed him and he started grazing as I groom him. They cut his mane at Uncle Marb's and it was short but I knew it was going to grow by time. His mane was white with black and grey hairs in between and his tail was long and almost a yellow blond color.

His fur was white with tiny little brown spots almost as if they were freckles. His eyes were big and brown with long white lashes and his nose had a pink shade. I was so in love with this baby faced arabian cross of mine.

The next morning I asked Mr. Taylor's wife to help me catch and saddle Zeutan because I had a feeling he was going to be difficult. I went into the camp while Krista, Mr Taylor's wife, kept the other horses away. I walked up to him but he didn't like the bridle being put on him, he had his ears down and pulled away.

When the bridle was finally on I led him out of the camp to the arena and saddled him. He was calm and let me mount him, there was no trouble. When I pushed him he walked, we walked a few laps around the arena. I pushed him again and he went into a trot, a few times he was startled but I calmed him and he went on. I didn't want to ride him to much so I saddled down and groom him while he ate his food.

Zeutan - My Broken Healer - Part 3

by Janelie

The months past till September when we had to inject him against horse sickness like we must every year. He didn't like the needle and I hated needles so even though it wasn't a big deal me being scared didn't help much for him to stay calm.

I held him by the halter and just kissed his nose and told him that everything will be okay. Because of the injection I couldn't ride him for at least three weeks. I spent less time with him because my car broke and my mom had to drive me mornings and evenings so I had to walk back home if I wanted to spend time with him.

Some afternoons I walked down with half a bale of lusern and pellets for him if my mom was working late. After the month we saved enough money to fix my car and Mr. Taylor and his wife told us that they don't want our horse with thiers so we must build our own camp.

The next day my step dad and mom broke down some of our dove cages in our back yard and we built the camp in two days time. The next day I came home from school, changed and headed down to the horses. Mr. Taylor put his mare with Zeutan in our camp that we build and there were two new horses, an young Appaloosa gelding named, Pache and a retired Thoroughbred mare named, Aurelian.

I didn't ride Zeutan that week and decided to ride him on Saturday again. Saturday morning I put on his bridle and mounted him bareback. He put on a lot of weight from only eating all day and not doing work. I walked next to the fence of the village and pushed him into a trot. He trotted a few step the something really bad happened. He rear then turned around and threw me off balance so I fell on the ground and he ran back to the camp, which he never does when I fall. I dust myself off and walked back to mount him again , the same happened.

I got scared and got myself back to my feet. I called my friend Oscar who lived just outside the village. He had 2 geldings, Wintertide and Skipper. He and one of his friends came to see if they can help. They both tried and the same happened. Oscar checked his hooves and clipped them a little, we didn't know what was wrong.I went home after I gave him his food and filled his water.

That night at home I did a lot of thinking a finally decide that I just have to mount him every time he bucked me off, he was probably out of shape. After a few weeks of bucking, falling, kicking and a little help from my horsey-friends he was normal and well behaved again. I had my Zeutan back.

Zeutan - My Broken Healer - Part 4

by Janelie

When the raining and winter season came we had trouble getting grass for the horses and both Mr. Taylor's horses and Zeutan lost weight. My camp had a little grazing for him and the mare to eat but it wasn't much.

A few weeks past and I came home from school the morning to find Zeutan and Chica in another camp which didn't had any grazing just two trees. Me and my mom went to see Mr. Taylor about it and he said that he's taking our camp because he likes the shade and his horses need the grazing and if we don't like it we must take our horse and hit the road.

I couldn't believe him ! How could he just do that? We went to see the head of the village."Your horse will stay there till I sort this out" Mr. Rednats, head of the village and mine, said. Time pasted and we didn't hear anything from Mr. Rednats so we let it fly, the winter season had past so we had food again and we didn't need grazing. They also sold Chica.