Post by camino on Jan 25, 2009 21:24:34 GMT -5
Well I guess I'm trying to be
Nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove
I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath a disguise of a smile
Gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel
And I lie convincingly
Cause I don't want to reveal
The fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise
Till I go home at night
And turn down all the lights
And then I break down and cry
Everyone knows my beloved horse, Camino. He was training to become my Grand Prix mount while I was competing in Britan. Well, last week I got a call saying that he pulled his suspensary jumping a 5'6 oxer, and it was sorta severe. I was worried, but told them to do all they could. Just today, I got a call saying he tripped on some ice and did the splits with his back legs, breaking his pelvis which made him pee uncontroably. Funny injury, I know.
Anyways, they asked me If I wanted them to put him down or go into surgery. After explaining to me all the pain he was in, and the chance of recovering was slim, I finally said to just put him down. But what really hurts me is I never got to say goodbye, or see him in his final hours. However, I am still staying in Great Brittan to compete and my parents say they will be buying me a FEI Dutch Warmblood, they have already looked at him and say he is just right for me.
I know, I know. Soo many deaths. But this isn't a joke. Camino really is dead, and I am so heartbroken. That horse was my life, I bought him as a 4 year old with a torn hock so bad the vet said he'd never trot again, but he became the 5th best Mini Prix jumper in Canada. I'll miss him soo much. I've been pretty much hiding it from my friend that I am currently living with, tommorow we are going to a concert, but I'm so sad...I don't know. I can't carry this.
Here is his photo album.
community.webshots.com/user/Silver_Charm_/profile
[/size]Nonchalant about it
And I'm going to extremes to prove
I'm fine without you
But in reality I'm slowly losing my mind
Underneath a disguise of a smile
Gradually I'm dying inside
Friends ask me how I feel
And I lie convincingly
Cause I don't want to reveal
The fact that I'm suffering
So I wear my disguise
Till I go home at night
And turn down all the lights
And then I break down and cry
Everyone knows my beloved horse, Camino. He was training to become my Grand Prix mount while I was competing in Britan. Well, last week I got a call saying that he pulled his suspensary jumping a 5'6 oxer, and it was sorta severe. I was worried, but told them to do all they could. Just today, I got a call saying he tripped on some ice and did the splits with his back legs, breaking his pelvis which made him pee uncontroably. Funny injury, I know.
Anyways, they asked me If I wanted them to put him down or go into surgery. After explaining to me all the pain he was in, and the chance of recovering was slim, I finally said to just put him down. But what really hurts me is I never got to say goodbye, or see him in his final hours. However, I am still staying in Great Brittan to compete and my parents say they will be buying me a FEI Dutch Warmblood, they have already looked at him and say he is just right for me.
I know, I know. Soo many deaths. But this isn't a joke. Camino really is dead, and I am so heartbroken. That horse was my life, I bought him as a 4 year old with a torn hock so bad the vet said he'd never trot again, but he became the 5th best Mini Prix jumper in Canada. I'll miss him soo much. I've been pretty much hiding it from my friend that I am currently living with, tommorow we are going to a concert, but I'm so sad...I don't know. I can't carry this.
Here is his photo album.
community.webshots.com/user/Silver_Charm_/profile