After a while, the tunes and even the words of Beasts of England were known everywhere, this pigeon messenger thing was working really well and it spread faster than I expected. This song made the farmers really angry, but they tried to conceal their anger by saying it sounded ridiculous. The humans threatened us by saying that the would flog us on the spot if they heard us singing Beasts of England., but we sang, whistled and hummed anyways.
In October, when the corn was just being cut, a flight of pigeons came back fluttering excitedly and then I saw, before the birds had to even say anything, the farmers were coming. I heard Snowball, he was giving us orders, you see, we were already prepared for this. For our first attack, I saw that Snowball sent out all the pigeons to fly over the heads of the humans and -how do I say?- poop on their heads. Snowball also sent the geese out to nip at the feet of the farmers and their men. It was gross and painful to watch, but this wasn’t our full plan no, we were just beginning. For the second attack the sheep, Muriel, and Benjamin were sent out to butt against the men and kick them with their back hooves. Now was the time for our master plan to take place, we all ran back into the cowshed acting scared and then we had the men follow us like they were chasing them and i waited for my part of the battle to take place and I waited with the rest of the animals in the shed and when we were given the signal, we exploded out and cut off their path. Snowball then charged straight towards Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones, determined to end it all and get his farm back pulled out his gun and shot. The pellets just barely skimmed Snowball, causing him to bleed a little, but the pellet had went behind him where one of the sheep was standing there, but now lying on the ground dead. I felt a little of me cry inside, but we still had to finish the battle and claim the farm for us once and for all. The shot must have frightened Boxer a little because the stood up on his hind legs like a stallion and hit one of the men from Foxwood in the head with his mighty iron hooves causing the man to fall to the ground, lifeless. After that, we chased the men out with a flock of hissing geese and yet again, man had lost.
In October, when the corn was just being cut, a flight of pigeons came back fluttering excitedly and then I saw, before the birds had to even say anything, the farmers were coming. I heard Snowball, he was giving us orders, you see, we were already prepared for this. For our first attack, I saw that Snowball sent out all the pigeons to fly over the heads of the humans and -how do I say?- poop on their heads. Snowball also sent the geese out to nip at the feet of the farmers and their men. It was gross and painful to watch, but this wasn’t our full plan no, we were just beginning. For the second attack the sheep, Muriel, and Benjamin were sent out to butt against the men and kick them with their back hooves. Now was the time for our master plan to take place, we all ran back into the cowshed acting scared and then we had the men follow us like they were chasing them and i waited for my part of the battle to take place and I waited with the rest of the animals in the shed and when we were given the signal, we exploded out and cut off their path. Snowball then charged straight towards Mr. Jones. Mr. Jones, determined to end it all and get his farm back pulled out his gun and shot. The pellets just barely skimmed Snowball, causing him to bleed a little, but the pellet had went behind him where one of the sheep was standing there, but now lying on the ground dead. I felt a little of me cry inside, but we still had to finish the battle and claim the farm for us once and for all. The shot must have frightened Boxer a little because the stood up on his hind legs like a stallion and hit one of the men from Foxwood in the head with his mighty iron hooves causing the man to fall to the ground, lifeless. After that, we chased the men out with a flock of hissing geese and yet again, man had lost.