The Battle of the Cowshed

The Battle of the Cowshed is a day that i will always remember. I think it was somewhere in October. Me and the animals were going on with our lives, working hard as always (I was of course working the hardest) and having a pretty normal day.

All of a sudden the stupid pigeons cummed screaming with their frustrating voices all over animal farm. I didn't hear what they were saying but, did the animals did not as well except Snowball. He told us that they saw Mr. Jones and all his men cumming, with half a dozen others from Foxwood and Pinchfield. They had entered the five-barred gate and were cumming up to the cart-track that led to the farm. Mr. Jones was leading the group and carried a rifle in his hands. His men and the others from Foxwood and Pinchfield carried stiks and marched behind him.

I knew that this would happen eventually, and all the animals tooo. This had been long expected but all preperations had been made. Snowball, the piggi, once found a bok about some Julius Sesar and his wars in the farmhouse so he was in charge of the defensiv operations. He told evrybody what they should do and wher they should b. In a few minutes I was hiding in my shed ready to jump out and surprise the enemy, surprise, surprise. I managed to see a little bit through the wood panels of me shed, the pigs started the attacc.

Thirty-five of them stormed Mr. Jones and his gang as if the butcher was chasing behind them. Shortly after that, all the animals came out of their hidings and attacked the humans. I was very lost at first, started to run in circles and forgot what I was supposed to do. Mr. Jones fired his rifle and the loud bang echoed in me body, I got scared and wanted to run away but then I saw a young stable-lad running towards me. I felt me spidey-senses tingling and I kickd him in the face with my hind legs. He face-planted immediately into a pool of mud and did not move anymore. I killed a person!! I felt so bad for that poor stable-lad, but to be fair I really kicked his asss. My karate practices have beeen paying offf. After the stable-lad felll in the mud, the rest of the people strated to fleee. e.