Team Knollwood lost quite a character today when Pony Frank lost his fight with a brief illness.

Frank came to us with that classic pony name, and it fit like a glove.

He lived at Knollwood for 16 years and raised many wonderful Knollwood Kids.

For every day of those 16 years, Frank would pretend to not remember where his stall was, so he could run down the whole aisle to steal some of Fred's grain.  It didn’t matter if Fred was already in there or not. Frank would stand in front of Fred to eat while Fred backed away from the pony. Even Fred knew he was in the presence of greatness.

He was smart as a pony could be and was super talented at escaping his slip stall even when hooked up with the butt chain closed. We suspect he may have actually had thumbs.

Frank loved to play games on horseback and put up with just about anything.

He was a favorite contestant in Halloween on Horseback. He’s been everything from a carousel pony to a banana split.

A favorite bareback mount, riders knew they had seriously long legs when they could hook their feet under pony’s girth.

Most of all, he was a grand teacher. He was trusted with the smallest of riders and knew his job. Frank had no trouble working in the arena with big going show horses, as he never doubted his own importance.

We will miss our pony who taught us that good things can come in small packages.

Peace to you, Pony Frank.

 May you have all the grass and grain your big heart desires.