In just three months, so many things happened…
Firstly, Old Major has left us for three months … Actually he didn’t look like he was dead; he looked like he was just soundly asleep. I think he was buried at the foot of the orchard. Old Major used to roll in mud slush right next to my stable. He should have been buried there!
Anyway, I can’t believe that Farmer Jones is really gone L On Midsummer’s Eve, Farmer Jones had gotten himself dead drunk again so obviously he didn’t feed us… so we no choice but to raid the bins. Imagine our horror when Farmer Jones and four men stormed into the barn with whips in their hands! I think they must have gone mad- lashing us out in all directions!! We must have gotten quite mad ourselves too. The cows and the pigs flung themselves upon the men!!! It was so funny to see Farmer Jones running away with his lackeys. We dumped the reins, knives and ribbons into the well! Can you believe it!!!!! That night, we had a wonderful supper. Napoleon served out double rations of corn for everyone and 2 biscuits for each dog. YUMMYYYY! J
The next morning we had very important things to do! SEE WHAT WE DID!!! J
And then, Napoleon explained that the pigs had succeeded in reducing the principles of ANIMALISM to SEVEN COMMANDMENTS.
( isn’t Snowball handwriting so beautiful????)
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