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Ansell

....ANSELL....A KING IN THE MAKING

 

 

 

GENTLY HE LAID HIS HEAD ON THE SAND PILLOW,

 

FOR THE LAST TIME HE GAZED AT THE STARS,

 

THEN HE MADE A SOUND OF BLISSFUL BREATH

 

HE CLOSED  HIS BRILLIANT EYES,

 

AND HIS GLORIOUS SPIRIT SOARD FREE OF SKIN,

 

TO GALLOP TO ETERNAL FREEDOM.

 

 

 

For Ansell by Michele & Faustus

 

 

ANSELL - May 10, 2008 - March 7, 2011

Tonight I lost a star, my King in the making was stolen from me.

Taken by death forever, never more to feel that soft warm breath on my face or feel that soft muzzle on my cheek, or wrap my arms around his strong neck. I had

big plans for him. He was going to be evaluated at the April clinic put on by the Arizona Friesian Association, hosting the spectacular Bruce & Stacy  Griffin. Then it was to be a busy summer with getting him ready for the keuring, clipping him down, having his shoes custom fitted by  farrier John Charlebois, with Bill Calderon as head trainer, and Amanda

Puricello as the walker and runner for him, he WAS going to get that Star. There wouldn’t be a reason that he would not get the star . He was magnificent, he was tall ,he had presence, and that gorgeous mane and tail would have been glorious to watch. Watching him explode into the trot, giving it his all,that's my BOY......out there! His sire, Wander, and his mom Bieske, would have been very proud of him, now he joins his mother forever.  Have fun with your ball my BOY,  you can play with it eternally.  I LOVED YOU.

 

 

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